Have I mentioned that I loooove the scary-movie marathons in October?
I do believe I have.
On Saturday, Beau and I spent a lazy afternoon perusing the free scary movies On Demand.
I was excited to find the original black and white 1968 version of Night of the Living Dead. Eeeeee! If you haven't seen it, you must. It's a classic. I've seen it multiple times.
We had to pause the movie in the middle because dinner was ready (yep, I can cook AND watch a zombie movie--I'm a multitasker). As we were getting out plates and silverware, I started thinking aloud:
This would probably be a good place to be when the zombies come. They'd never find the crawlspace. Though we'd have to cover this kitchen window and the three windows in the living room. These windows are so big! The doors are strong though. But we'd have to find large pieces of wood. Would the closet doors upstairs work? Probably, but where would we get nails long enough to secure them? I have a hammer, but only itty-bitty nails. I wonder if we could improvise with...
And then Beau stopped me and reminded me that Night of the Living Dead is a movie and not an educational film on how to survive a zombie attack.
Sigh. Buzzkill.
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