Category Archives: zombies

Zombie Haiku

For all my poetry-loving, zombie-killing pals, have I got something for you.

It’s “Zombie Haiku” by Ryan Mecum.

The Web site for the book includes a list of zombie haiku by celebrities including other horror writers, comedians and poet laureates.

Here’s an example of one of the celebrity submissions.

“Back to the buffet
for second helpings-
Care for a rump of infant?”
– Billy Collins, former U.S. Poet Laureate and author of the lovely Ballistics: Poems

There are also haiku written in the style of famous poets past.

“Zombie Haiku by Robert Frost
Two lobes in the skull.
I eat the bloodier one –
not much difference.”

It looks like a bloody, brainy fun read.

Lots of people give poetry books for Valentine’s Day. Don’t you think Newscoma would appreciate such a gift?

Hacked Stop Signs

What with all the snow on the roads around here, everyone is yakking about reckless fools sliding through stop signs due to their carelessness combined with the driving conditions.

So in honor of the octagonal red intersection commands, Urlesque has hacked stop signs and their unexpected messages.

Everything from MC Hammer to Harry Potter gets referenced. Some of the pics are photoshopped but others have been physically altered.

None of them, however, offer a zombie warning for you.

Soccer for Halloween

I had to go to Jackson to cover soccer for work last night, therefore no Halloween partying for me.

During my drive, I did take pleasure in looking for spooks and haunts out scavenging for candy. I made a mental list that included, in order of appearance, an adult scarecrow riding as a passenger, a convict and a skeleton trick or treating together, an uncreepy clown, a sexy pink bunny, a fairy and a monarch butterfly riding with a ghoul who looked a lot like a zombie Uncle Fester, and a cowboy.

However, I did not spot this awesome family of Wild Things riding the subway.

As posted on BuzzFeed.

Halloween Sluts

I ran across this new Halloween-themed song by Jill Sobule.

Laughter ensued.

I think the title of her ditty says it all – “Women Whose Halloween Costume Is Just That They’re Slutty.

Here’s a snippet.

It’s women whose Halloween costume is just that they’re slutty
That’s not a costume at all. What happened to Witches and monsters?
They left the Halloween Ball

You can go over to Huffington Post and just read the rest of the lyrics, but I recommend you listen to Sobule’s Halloween song to get the full effect.

The lack of imagination in recent costume seasons is underwhelming. Sobule speaks out about slutty holiday garb, and this is coming from someone who “Kissed a Girl.”

If you don’t mind undead hot chicks, I can show you a zombie calendar girl.

If you want to see some really creative costumes, check out this post of sushi Halloween costumes from last year.

Zombie Ants


Nature has some messed up ways of keeping the Circle of Life revolving.

National Geographic has a story about female phorid flies that plant their eggs into the torsos of fire ants.

The eggs hatch, the larva feeds until it reaches the ant’s head resulting in zombie ants.

The head pops off, the new fly escapes and here we go again.

Ant brains, nom, nom, nom.

And the less-than-gentle world outside our homes keeps on keeping on.

Too bad the ants didn’t have road signs warning them of zombie activity.

Zombie Love

For the zombie love of your life, I present the ultimate Valentine’s gift – chocolate BRAINS.

If you aren’t in a committed relationship and you’re trying to woo a zombie, you might want to try a chocolate human heart (anatomically correct of course).

If all this romance leads to a betrothal, the happy couple may want a zombie wedding cake.

Newscoma, that’s for you.

Zombies Ahead

Is it synergy or synchronicity? (not The Police version)

I’m watching The Return of the Living Dead on IFC and simultaneously while surfing the Web I ran across this roadside zombie warning at Tech-Ex.

It certainly doesn’t suprise me that they were in Austin, Texas.

Suddenly I’m craving a late-night snack.

Perhaps brains will sate my hunger.