I heart Dead People

I think we can all agree that necrophiliacs are freakin' scary.
Also, apparently you can't do a <3 in the post title.

Smoky Smoking Smokers

Sometimes I like to go up to teen smokers and tell them I died of lung cancer caused by second hand smoke.  Then I calmly stroll away.  Most of those smokers are scared of me and/or have now stopped smoking.

Just to clear something up, I didn't actually die of lung cancer.  I died in a demonic ritual which I don't really like to talk about.  I know this seems like a really horrible thing to do, but it is helping to make our city a better place.  Not to mention save lives.  Smoking in high school is not a smart decision.  It shrivels and blackens your lungs and shortens your life span.  It also makes you really depressed.  High school's stressful enough without a heap of depressing drugs.  That's also why you shouldn't drink.  Just throwing that out there.

Cat's out of the Bag

Cherri recently discovered the internet, and she asked me to post this....
http://www.foxnews.com/us/2012/09/14/stowaway-cat-survives-plane-ride-in-suitcase/
It is actually pretty awesome.
........
Yep.

Today in History

9/11 is a very important date for Americans.  It is the day the twin towers fell.  It raised awareness of the threat of terrorism.  It also showed just how much people will do for their cause.  Not only were the terrorists willing to die just to crash into the twin towers and the pentagon, but there was one plane that the passengers hijacked from the terrorists who hijacked it in the first place, and got it to crash into an empty field instead.  Never forget those people, those are the real heroes of the day, in my opinion.
With that in mind, I'd like to say that today there was a memorial assembly for 9/11 hosted by the JROTC at my high school.  Unfortunately, I didn't get to go because it was during second period, and I had a chemistry test.  So what I want to know is, why is it that the pep assemblies are mandatory, but the memorials and other JROTC hosted events, which seem to be far more important, are optional?  Something to think about.

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).