(Spoiler alert if you haven’t yet seen the movie and are planning to.)
My husband Tom walked into the room during the scene just after the hordes of enraged zombies have scaled the 100-foot-high wall built around Jerusalem and are pouring into the crowded streets, attacking the fleeing terrified citizens and overpowering the soldiers.
He thought we were watching the news. He thought it was footage of Iraq.
We told him no, it was just a movie.
Then he said, "But it's no different from what's going on in Iraq. It might as well be a zombie attack going on over there because stopping those militants will be like trying to stop an army of zombies.”
I guess time will tell whether Tom is right.
2. The bird came back to her nest in the flower pot after all (see yesterday's blog). But now the porch activity has her so spooked that every time someone walks up our front steps or opens the front door she flies away out of the pot and up into our front yard tree.
Which begs the question: why didn't the bird build her nest high up in the safe tree in the first place?
Maybe the fancy flower pot looked classier and the location more private and desirable than the plain old tree where all the other birds live along with the neighborhood squirrels and chipmunks.
So she went and built this upscale nest away from the tree where everybirdy else built and now she jumps out of her feathers every time she hears a noise. Subsequently she's spending more time in the tree than in the flower pot, I feel like I have to start using the backdoor, and I still can't water the flowers. I mean, I could, but, you know, I can't. Dumb bird.