Ever wonder what it would be like to go through a day as a zombie? Me, I wouldn’t like it– but that’s just me. I’m funny that way. Maybe that’s why I run away when I see zombies. I know what you’re thinking– everyone runs away when they see zombies. I’m just being trendy. Well, I was running away long before everyone else started running away and running for your life became “the thing.” But there are some who buck the trends, rather than start them. Like this guy I interviewed in the latest episode of Zombie Radio Show! Check it out!
Heyyy, Jazz Fans! Jimmy Rudolph here. This guy I interviewed is the type of guy who wears sweaters around his neck, plays raquetball, and gets mistaken for a zombie. I guess everyone’s gotta be different. But I’ve been around long enough to know, you can’t follow every trend that pops up like a zombie from the grave. You have to follow your own heart. (Which, by the way, is another trend I started. Everyone who follows their heart, stop ripping me off)
I want to go on record and state that I will never be mistaken for a zombie. I’m just not into that whole scene. I don’t like brains, for starters. I prefer scallops wrapped in bacon for starters. I don’t like how brains look, feel, smell or taste. (Yes, I tried them once at a party, I was totally high and I figured “Why not see what the fuss is about?” I’m open-minded) I don’t even like how brains sound, pulsing in their juices. If I could scoop my own brains out, I would. Sure I’d be a hollow shell of my former self, shambling around town with diminished motor functions, looking for my brains– but at least no one would mistake me for a zombie.