zombie cha cha

Fuck yeah! Some photos courtesy of Cefiar.
Last Saturday I had the most fun I've had outside of my bed in a long time.
It was called the Melbourne Zombie Shuffle and involved myself (above left), my boyfriend Leigh (above right), our flatmate Aamer (left) and bewtween two and three hundred other nerds dressed up as zombies, replete with too much makeup, fake wounds, gallons of homemade fake blood, fucked up costumes and lots of moaning of, "Brains!" as we zombie staggered from Carlton Gardens through Melbourne's CBD all the way to the Crown Casino, pushing our faces into mostly amused onlookers chanting,
"What do we want?"
"Brains!"
"When do we want it?"
"Brains!"
and hammering on the side of a tourist coach leaving our bloody red hand prints on its side as we shuffled and moaned our way through the streets, detracting from Falun Gong protests and Greek or Cypriot celebrations, photographer after photographer beckoning to us to pose for photos, myself as the zombie cop being surprisingly popular.
And I look forward to doing it all over again sometime.

I have no recollection of this photo being taken...