BRAINS ARE FOR THE LIVING!

They are not for zombies.

What I got wind of was that zombies would march on the streets of my Hollywood. We can't have that. Their kind are as welcome on our city streets as evil robots. More unwelcome, than evil robots. The victims of evil robots don't turn into more robots.


Aye, and more horrifying of all was that these zombies were rallying support for their cause. They were demanding brains.

We found postings for this event mostly on craigslist. And here, the text is reproduced as an invitation to a mere flash mob by a well-meaning blogger. These zombies meant to take their cause to the people, plead for brains, and possibly eat some tourists.

No, no this would not do at all.

The brave senator Lincoln, fortunately, also staunchly supports an anti-zombie platform. I'm glad I wasn't going alone. If the zombies could take to the streets, plead to the people, so then could we. To plead for sanity.

Here, our placards:

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The senator and I found ourselves at the designated place, at the designated time, to gladly designate their asses... for a frank dialogue on human/zombie relations.

We bivouaced to the intersection of Hollywood and Highland, knowing the zombie horde would soon be upon us. The sight of two angry sea dogs would surely chill their resolve.
5:00 P.M. - All Clear


We do find a sympathetic soul. A fellow anti-zombie activist, Sgt. Brock.

He'd caught wind of the event via craigslist. Perhaps more of a zealot than the Senator and I, he had brought his camera crew with him. He was hoping to get footage of himself battling the zombie horde.

5:30 P.M. - Still Clear

The brave warriors find no zombies.

We're probably off by a bit. The notice did say Hollywood and Vine, and we were at Hollywood and Highland, several blocks away. It was decided to move on to Hollywood and Vine, to jump straight into the fray.

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6:00 P.M. - So far, still clear.

No reason not to give the world our message.

No Bicycle, No Skating, No Skateboarding...

and NO ZOMBIES!

Are we that good?



Yes.



Looks like it's time for an

UPDATE:

October 26, 2008

Capitan Barbapoca had heard through a reliable news agency,  that the undead were again taking to the streets.  This year, their march would lead them not only to the sea, but straight into the hands of their natural enemy:

The Pirate


The Capitan recruited help from the internet's finest zombie yeller-atters, and was joined by Lincoln and Brigadier Walrus.  These three would not stand for undead shenanigans and met at the Santa Monica Pier.  Placards in hand, the three  at the stone ship that faces the stone dragon just outside the carousel.



And there, they did wait.



And wait...




And wait some more....

again.

The trouble might be that the Pirate is too effective at deterring zombie shenanigans.

Stupid unreliable zombies.