what about shitting your pants from time to time? is that indicative of an inner child?

no, that's indicative of too much ass sex.

psshhh... there's no such thing as too much ass sex.

is there a sound track?

baricade the Sam's club with stuff from the construction company nearby. live in the Sam's club. There's food, grilling, charcoal, plants, soil, a green house - secure that and you can wait out any catastrophe.

The sam's club by me is by the harbor, but by an abandoned area of the harbor, but literally right on it. I would walk out my balcony, use the wood pieces they are using to build a new roof to get across to the garage where my car is next door. I'd quickly jump in there and zoom on over to sam's club. Now that would be difficult but it's close and with a little bit of luck I coudl get there. Of course I expect several smart thinking zombie outwitters will be flocking there.

If things get real bad, all we need to do is fashion a boat and set it right off in sam's club's back yard and find a better boat in the inner harbor/fells point, and battle the mighty sea to find an uncharted island.

Yes, i've thought about this. Extensively.

Awesome!

We had something like this at Halloween a couple of years ago. Everyone gathered downtown to watch dancers emerge from "graves" on the courthouse lawn (they were lying under Autumn leaves), and a guy and girl and all the zombies danced around downtown while a van with a megaphone played "Thriller".

It was a cool concept, but it was really hard to see from the crowd.

I think about that kind of bullshit from time to time as well, though mine usually involves time paradoxes, cloning or gerneral philosophy.

As for me I'd get myself some serious firepower and live in my basement. I'd have to get alot of food and water but that's easy once a week or whatever. Just pile your poo outside your house to ward off the zombies from smelling you inside.
Barricading the house would have to be done the fastest. Then your buddies home, so on and so forth.

I gotta buy that book now.

Edit:
As for finding a mall: Everyone knows that's where it's at. Dead Rising proves it. Or at least it does when the zombies are easy to kill.

I can see the head-line now

I find it funny but one of the groups considered to be somewhat ridiculous on average also have the best chances of surviving Zombie Apocalypse and inheriting the new world: No, not necessarily Black People . . . LARP'ers!
It's obvious when you think about it: A well-versed LARP'er will have instant access to weapons that can cleave or crush a skull and the really lucky ones will also have a simple but often over-looked aspect of Z-Day survival that would render a single man a well nigh unstoppable force against the Hordes of Undead . . . Armor . . . A suit of chain mail or Plate would render it's wearer invulnerable to all but sizable and close-packed groups of roving Zombies.
Then there is the strength of an army of LARP'ers Vs. An Undead Army: Consider that Armor was designed to turn aside highly refined weapons weilded by fierce and calculating adversaries; Not only this, but your enemies would also have a knowledge of battlefield tactics, be expected to use things such as artillery, archers and horses; they would also make tactical use of terrain and fortifications: Those that have completely immersed themselves in the historical basis of the past-time of LARPing will have an intimate knowledge of these concepts: Imagine recreations of famous historical battles reenacted against the witless, drone-like undead? Indeed, it would seem that a slow, disorganized horde of shamblers armed with nothing but their teeth and numbers: would stand little chance against tactics and equipment designed to repel the most ingenious methods and tools of infantry combat devised throughout history . . . The only variables in the Zombie Apocalypse scenario are if they would be be capable of forming a large enough community to effectively deal with the Zombie hordes in time (Highly likely in my opinion as LARP practitioners are known for being insular and keeping like company): Or attack by armed human bandits. More then likely they would be smart enough to have an ideal strong-hold and to also train in the use of firearms in addition to the beloved weapons of yore . . .

I'd say the same for alcohol.

LARP'rs are too fat and out of shape to survive. The people who will survive will be people who collect guns, hunt, and learn how to make incendiary devices.

Everybody knows:

Zombies worst enemy = Shotgun

No, running around the woods, throwing tennis-balls and shouting Lightning Bolt! Lightning Bolt! May look ridiculous but it does result in the fact that not all LARP'ers are hopelessely out of shape. The fat ones will no doubt make excellent stratagist and planners besides.
I'm sure you will survive quite well though; that is, until you get cornered by a Horde in your refuge and run out of ammo . . . That being said, I think it's worth noting that my dissertation was written in a kind of satirical tone; However, knowing you, I'm sure that you'd Love to try and start a pissing contest over something that resides quite firmly in the realm of fiction.

I think you need to find a temporary plan to wait out. I mean, it doesn't have to be a dawn of the dead zombie attack, it could be a 28 days later zombie attack or a shawn of the dead zombie attack and you should try to wait the whole thing out for a bit before fleeing.

However my plan includes guns because the attached walmart sells hunting rifles adn tons of bullets .

Why do people keep mentioning rifles? Fuck rifles.... SHOTGUNS.

I thought it would be a friendly joust, but knnowing you, it had to go personal.

Because rifles work good further than 20 yards, shotguns dont.

rifles are great for instant distance kills. shotguns are good for taking out a few in one shot, and make you laugh insanely and enjoy the moment in a sick yet satisfying manner as you see their organs cover the surrounding zombies.

then again you get the satisfaction of a great shot when you pick off a zombie coming over the horizon with one bullet right between the eyes. oh, and if you're lucky and have the right ammo, the zombie behind him too.

Thank you, Tozzy, my love!