zomb on the lawn

7:15 PM -

There is a zombie on my front lawn. I've accepted that is what is happening. He looks like a neighbor. Shoot! It is my neighbor! It's Old Man Winter!

I could really use a weapon right now. I don't have a gun. Not even a bat. A hockey stick might be helpful.

Hmm. There is an assortment of kitchen knives. I'm trying to peer through the cracks of the blinds. I dare not touch the blinds. I don't want to catch the eye of Zombie Man Winter.

Son of a ------

He's chewing the cable between the satellite dish and the house.

That's it!!