Yard House, San Diego.
Zombie walk. Yep, I motivated — people are still gathering and I’ve got half an hour so I might as well get in the spirit. This Downtown IPA is really tasty out of a glass. I drove to Old Town and took the trolley, not a bad way to do it, makes me feel like a local. Refused a T-shirt — don’t need yet another, even though I just ruined one or two of my scrap shirts.
It’s about time I did one of these, being a big zombie fan and all. Feel like I did better than some of the gathered crowd. I want to do some agonized screaming — seemed like they were pretty mellow.
If I have another beer I may need to pee. I guess I could just pee down my leg for the realism factor.