Sundays?

I wake up drunk on Sundays and that's the way I end them. Because my life is super and all. So this will be the only post.

Oh Frank Darabont, why have you forsaken us?

Does everyone remember Season One of The Walking Dead where they made a HUGE deal about how the zombies could sniff out their living prey? In fact, the zombies' sense of smell was supposed to be so acute that in the most famous Walking Dead scene, two survivors were forced to wear zombie flesh in order to disguise themselves amongst the horde. Well, how exactly does that square with the scene where all the survivors hide from a passing herd of zombies underneath a bunch of abandoned cars in the Season Two opener?


This sort of incongruity never would have happened if Frank Darabont was still alive.