Yesterday, I got paid to head down to the NY Zombie Crawl and shoot photos for Paste Magazine. Then I went home, made pork chops and watched The Walking Dead. I woke up this morning (after having a dream that I ate someone’s face) and two thoughts occurred.

First – my job is absurd. I can’t believe people pay me to drink free 40s of Pabst and snap pictures of strangers dressed up like zombies. I’ll give you a moment to hate me. Hell … I even kinda hate me.

Second – I’m pretty sure we all need to step our game up. If this level of awesome is draggin’ foot through Chelsea on October 13th, then I’m woefully unprepared for the 31st.

Should I be a little Sriracha Bottle or Medusa? Help please … zombie-crawl-nyc-comic-con-buddha-drinks-fanta-3 zombie-crawl-nyc-comic-con-buddha-drinks-fanta-jenny zombie-crawl-paste-magazine-jenny-adams-buddha-drinks-fanta

Happy October Everyone! For more on this Zombie Crawl and others in the works, click me!