Two Things This Weekend Taught Me

ONE: Promiscuity will thrive during the Zombie Apocalypse.

Less than one month into Season 2 of AMC's The Walking Dead and we find the one married woman who's sheriff husband is still alive pregnant...by his partner.

With friends like that, right?

We also have a pair of strangers in the midst of a supply run -- one the archetypal "farmer's daughter" and the other a pizza delivery boy referred to by the group as a "go to town guy" or "in and out specialist" -- knockin' boots in an abandon convenience store because of the post-apocalyptic world aphrodisiac called a box of unopened condoms.

Waste not, want not I suppose.

In addition, there are two other unlikely couples laying groundwork for eventual trysts.

Giggity, giggity.

Looks like the impending zombie infestation will be more like the free love era of the 60's than originally anticipated, huh? A large anti-establishment constituency coupled with copious amounts of consequence free sex, mind expanding drugs and tie dye t-shirts.

Ok, minus the tie dye t-shirts.

Either way, looks like I need to add Viagra to my survival kit. Which will be more versatile than you think. The way I figure it, when I'm unfortunate enough to run out of ammunition during an attack, I'll simply pop a few dick pills and do what any man experiencing priapism during the Zombie Apocalypse would do: have sex with as many willing partners as possible.

After skull fucking all the zombies to death, of course.

TWO: Sometimes acting juvenile as an adult is imperative

Mistaken identity isn't just for plot advancement in movies anymore, folks.

I recently found myself the target of a colleague's verbal attacks for a situation I had absolutely nothing to do with. Knowing he was clearly confused, I chose to stay my tongue and silently nod until the storm ended.

"Feel better?" I asked.

Later in the day that same coworker went out of his way to apologize for his misinformed outburst. He offered to buy me lunch and everything.

But while being the bigger man who accepted the apology, and lunch, I almost started to feel bad for rolling up an award-winning sized nose nugget and throwing it so it stuck to the back of his head when no one has looking following the earlier incident.

Almost.