Zombies, Zombies, Zombies!

I'm sort of in talks to collaborate on a proposal for an essay in an edited volume about zombies. I'm thinking I want to write something about zombie walks and pub crawls and their social significance(s). I went to a zombie dance party once...it was okay. As with most things, more fun to dress up than to spend a night dressed up, especially when sweating to electronic dance music in zombie eye makeup and Meg's pair of green tights slowly suffocating my nearly-undead testes.

We came across this article while searching for information about zombies in the 21st century.

Zombie Boy

Rick is turning himself into a zombie. So far, more than 24 hours of tattoos – costing over £4,075 Canadian – have got him halfway there and made him a minor celebrity on the internet, where people can’t decide if he’s a body modification visionary or mentally ill sicko. We caught up with Rick for an exclusive interview and photoshoot to see what life is like when you’re transforming yourself into the living dead.
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