Can we at least compromise on a steakburger? Cooked medium, please, dripping with fat and piled high with lettuce, onions, and Wickles Pickles... Oh God I'm drooling.
That's all. Just had to get that of my chest.
A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, "Perfect timing. You're just like Ryan"
Passenger: "Who?"
Cabbie: "Ryan Jay Robinson. He's a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to Ryan Jay Robinson, every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Ryan Jay Robinson. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special."
Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Ryan Jay Robinson, he could do everything right."
Passenger: "Wow. Some guy then."
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Ryan, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Ryan Jay Robinson."
Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met Ryan. He died. I'm married to his widow."
I prefer honesty. The absence of hypocrisy. Someone who is not a manipulator or player of stupid games.
Whenever I entered a competition, I made it a point not to read the other entries. Looking back, I suppose it didn't matter much.
Carol sees herself as pragmatic. Doing necessary work that nobody else has the stomach for. Like a garbage man or septic tank pumper. But maybe it's just me looking at it this way: how could anyone pop a little girl that way and remain aloof? How old was Lizzie? Maybe ten? How could any caring adult shoot a little girl in the back of the head and not want to die? And Carol does care - she spent months teaching the girls how to be violent in order to hopefully save their lives. She might even feel partly responsible for helping shape Lizzie into the bloodthirsty savage she became. But now she's going to be torn between her desire to die and her need for redemption. It's gong to be interesting.
Oh my god. I did not see that coming. At all.
Logic would imply that if you get a walker's head hot enough, you'll damage the brain. Being a zombieverse, logic may not apply.
So we got to see a little bit more of Sasha, who (up until now) had been kept in the background. I like what's developing. Part of me wants to see a love triangle come around between Sasha, Maggie, and Glenn, with Maggie having to decide between the other two. Am I wrong, or would that be an awesome plot twist?
This episode was just as important for their characters as the first one was for Rick and Carl. It defines their relationships with each other, and with the world around them. They both grow and develop into more well-rounded people. Imagine now how it'll be if they start up a relationship, and then meet up with Carol. Interesting times are coming.