Holy cow! Walkers
Everywhere one can see
Morgan saves the day. Trust Carol, sunshine
She’s badass and tough as nails
Rick Grimes wears the mantle well
Follow him, I would.
Crossbow at the ready now
Daryl’s aim is true.
Ok, I’m obsessed. Here I sit, a relatively civilized woman, sipping a nice glass of Cabernet Sauvignon and contemplating the best ways of killing walkers.
If one is really good, good things will come to you, or so I’ve been told. The current good thing is a marathon of The Walking Dead on AMC.
Why, one might ask, would I watch a marathon of a show when I’ve seen every single episode multiple times? Studly Doright asked me that very question as he came dragging in from work with high hopes that I might be working on a home cooked meal for his dinner. Instead he found me with my butt parked in front of the big screen watching Rick and Shane, et. al. escaping from a soon to explode CDC. No dinner in sight.
After watching for another half hour or so, it occurred to me that I watch the marathons for a couple of reasons. I love seeing the characters transform. In those first seasons they were so innocent and fresh. Heck, Rick and Laurie looked like candidates for prom king and queen.
But more importantly, I like seeing the episodes back to back–the bridges from episode to episode and season to season. There are little things one might miss when seeing an episode in isolation that make sense during a binge watching session.
Whatever the reason–it’s hard for me to turn this soap opera with zombies off.