Saturday, May 13, 2006

Morning Zombie.

    This morning, I woke up dead.  And, like any good zombie, I had an unholy craving for brains.  However, after wandering through the house for ten minutes with a toothbrush in my hand and foamy, Mentadent spittle running down my chin, I soon realized that brains were in short supply in my house.  Damn! 

    With my unfortunate lack of gray matter, I tried my best to satisfy my other undead desire --coffee.  "Gaaa!"  I said as I set down my toothbrush and dumped the first scoop of coffee grounds onto my foot and into my slipper, "I need brains!"  

     Eventually, with a lot of practice and a slipper full of French Roast, I managed to get my asthmatic little machine wheezing and it dribbled with all the speed of a glacier as I gaped like a labotomized fish at the gurgling little contraption.  "Gaaa!  Faster!"       

     Once I finally did get a cup of coffee, my need for brains ceased, and I spent much of the remainder of the morning trying to assemble pancakes. 


  1. You are a goof. :-D

    Amanda :)

  2. You are too funny!!  Thanks for the laugh...and the visual!

  3. "Morning Zombie" Sounds like a recipe for a good weekend.

  4. Lucky for you - I wrote about how to get rid of zombies in one of my blogs:

    Wait - maybe that isn't so lucky for you...
    heh heh heh...