Zombies and their effect on my life.

Zombies have long been a running theme in my life. I think about Zombies at a bare minimum 2-3 times a day. I can only assume that everyone else does too. The most reaccuring theme that seems to come up when talking of Zombies are... What do you do? Where do you go? And finally, Who do you bring with you? The answer to the first question is always, run..... Just run.... Get the hell out of dodge. Protect yourself... Right.... Second question is always a constant. Get your ass to a wal-mart or a Sam's as soon as possible. Dawn of the dead uses a mall, but that is just to big to secure. A wal-mart or Sam's can be secured, all while providing food and ammo. The third question addresses who you would bring. I initially would only want to save myself, but being married definitley changes some things. I would have to take my wife, she provides a stable relationship and helps clear my head. Although she might slow me down she would serve a purpose, if not for her reproductive capabilities. I would like to take my dog, but if you watch 28 day later as well as dawn of the dead, the profound attachement to the friendly canine can be deadly. Boswell (My dog) doesn't make the cut. Sorry buddy. Unless you have some time of Anti-Zombie solution in your blood, you can't come. Alright. I'm sure I will have plently more to add in the future. But I think this is a solid first post. Please let me know your thoughts.