Question: How Many Zombies Does it Take to Export a Video in Alice?

Answer: Five.
It would've been six, but Jim can't tell the mouse from the monitor, so we just sorta left him out of it.
Now, what the hell am I talking about?
Well, two of my friends, Myra and Joellen, took the initiative and created a zombie music video in a free animation programming thing called Alice.  It's really cool, and featured here:

However, they simply refused to export it for us.  So we had to do it ourselves.  For those of you who don't know, the exporting function in Alice is the unholy spawn of Satan and Hecate.  In other words, it really sucks.  So, it took all five of us a week to not only figure it out, but piece it back together in a friendly program (Windows Movie Maker).  But anyway, here is the result of our labors.  The song actually belongs to Jonathan Coulton, not any of us.

Confusion of the Numbers Kind

Ok. So, I've been thinking.  You know how the definition of a prime number is any integer whose only factors are one and itself?  Then, if you think about it, the only number that could be prime is negative one.  All the other integers have at least two positive factors and two negative factors.  Unless you count positive one, which only has one factor.  Whereas, the only factors of negative one are one and negative one.  Even zero can't be a prime number, because any integer from infinity to negative infinity could be a factor, as long as you multiply it by zero.  Makes you think, doesn't it.
  You're probably wondering what this has to do with zombies.  Well, nothing.  It has nothing to do with zombies.  See, the problem with being an unproductive zombie society is that not a lot happens that's worth mentioning.  We don't do much.  And with zombies, that's generally thought of as a good thing.  It means we're not out terrorizing the world and eating brains.  Therefore, you'll see a lot of random posts like this one that have very little to do with zombies.  However, I think it should count that these are the thoughts (and occasionally conversations) of a zombie in the unproductive zombie society.  Keep that in mind as you read the blog.

The Ups and Downs of Being Undead in High School

Before we get this started, I should remind you that I'm fifteen, but I look like I'm eight.  That said, most people think I'm either extremely crazy or extremely stupid to still be in the public school system.  In fact, almost everyone I know has told me that.  Granted, I am a little crazy, but I am in no way stupid.  I have stayed in the public schools purely because I'm just too stubborn to quit.
  Don't get me wrong, I had plenty of good reasons.  In case you didn't notice, your average high school is full of teenagers all ready to hate a guy who's voice hasn't changed, is short, and has blue skin.  There are plenty of girls who squeal in my presence and think I'm cute for all the wrong reasons.  I'm rarely ever taken seriously, and if I am it's because they think I'll eat them if they don't.  It doesn't help that I'm a year ahead in school, meaning I'm a Junior, not a Sophomore.  No one would have stopped me from dropping out in fourth grade, not to mention ninth.
  In case you haven't already guessed, school started yesterday.
  It would have been the normal routine, you know, get my schedule, go to class, scare the freshmen into submission, deal with the haters and the necrophiles, hang out with the few people who actually treat me as an equal.  But, the universe decided to throw us for a loop.  Jace decided to come back with me.  Now, I'm pretty dangerous, but Jace is a fresh zombie, and that's way worse on the danger scale.  We ALL tried to talk him out of it.  He just sorta looked at us and said, "I'm gonna be a senior this year, and if you think I'm going to miss my last year of high school just because my sister bit me, you're all completely nuts."  Thus, he's back in school too, and I have to keep an eye on him.  Go figure.
  In other news, I got a reply about the camping picture that wasn't Lea's comment (Go Lea, by the way).  As it turns out, that's a girl scout wash station.  That campsite belonged to those girl scouts we scared off.  Oops.  Um...we're all really sorry for scaring them and stealing their camp (especially Dragon, who did most of the actual scaring).

Camping!!

This past week, the Unproductive Zombie Society went camping.  We thought it would be lots of fun, roughing it in the wild.  And it was for a while.  We got there, went fishing, scared some random girl scouts, it was going great!  Then it started raining.  Like, pouring rain.  And, of course, none of us had the foresight to bring a tent.  Lucky for us, we found an abandoned campsite with three tents and a camper, so we decided to wait out the storm there.
Did you know that if you touch the side of a tent when it's raining, the water will enter the tent?  We didn't.  Ruined two tents.  ...Yeah.  Ended up with the guys in the remaining tent and the girls in the camper.  And that is how we spent the next three days while we waited for the rain to let up.  That was two days more than we were planning to spend.  That's also why this post is so late.  Needless to say, once it stopped raining we high tailed it out of there.

There is one thing that bothers me though.  At the campsite, there was this strange contraption hanging from a tree.  After a lot of discussion, we decided it was some sort of sick pinata, but we had no idea how it would work.  Anyway, I took a picture of it.  If you know what it is, please comment on this post or e-mail me at christheunproductivezombie@gmail.com.  We'd really like to know.