Head Coffin

So the day before thanksgiving Vinny finaly got tired of making grunty sounds and us not interpreting it correctly, and decided to start crawling. This is a huge relief to us, as parents, because nothing makes a serial killer faster then a baby that skips crawling. Course this could be a fabricated fact I tell snooty parents whose child of the same age as Vinny have been walking for a month. Still I’m not about to leave my pets alone with that killer in the making. So with Vinny crawling he’s that much more likely to escape the undead. All he needs now is a friend that crawls slower than him.

So this last weekend we went to a birthday party to Chuck E Cheese. Let me tell you that place is the physical manifestation of pure chaos. Continue reading

As some of you know, I’m a bit obsessed with the undead. I love thinking about them in the same way Robert Hamburger loves thinking about Ninja’s, it’s about that bad. Who knows what it is about zombies that gets my juices flowing, my heart pumping, and my brain thinking about ways to protect ones family against the eventual onslaught of said zombies. Heck, I love zombies so much I have two different board games about them, I love just so many different Movies about zombies and could go on and on about them. Whats the point of all this?

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