As I have
previously established, I am terrified of dead people. Not the kind that stay dead. The kind that insist on getting up and walking around long after the time when this is a viable option for them. Before we were married, future hubby and I went to a wax museum where the Chamber of Horrors included scenes from scary movies, the twist being that you had to
walk through the scenes of horror instead of just past them. So there we were, enjoying a fun evening out together, when suddenly we're in the middle of George Romero's
Night of the Living Dead. The memory gets kind of fuzzy after that, but I'm pretty sure I screamed hysterically and ran. Because even though they were only wax figures, they were zombies.
So it comes as a surprise to everyone I know, and especially to me, that I have become a fan of
The Walking Dead on AMC. In all honesty, I am fascinated by the interaction of the living characters and tend to look away when the zombies show up. But the zombies are the not the scary part of the show. The scary part is what the living humans are capable of doing to each other. Like it says on the picture, fear the living.
