As the year 2013 died a tragic and meaningless death on December 31, at 11:59:59, I was killing a zombies. Lot’s of zombies, but only because they were attacking me first. While I was at it, I was also trying to shut down a security camera or three because the government was watching. I was also trying to find some fuel for a plane to escape. Alright, so I was basically playing a video game with my brother in law, and I wasn’t about to find the mistletoe and embrace him as the New Year rang its first bells. So I continued playing as if the New Year hadn’t just happened and it was just another day of playing games. In the game, I was just me being me as usual, failing time and time again and not learning anything.
In Dead Rising 3, you play as a mechanic that gets caught up in the zombie outbreak of 2017. He doesn’t have much in the way of guns or other weapons to deal with the outbreak, other than a mechanics skills for fixing things. So he has to scrounge the ground for items while on the run from zombies and find a way to use them as weapons. There are 2X4’s and bricks and rakes and sticks. Since he has skills for fixing things, he is able to from time to time combine things to make them more powerful. For instance, he takes a cement saw and combines that with a sledgehammer and uses some magic called duct tape and alakazam, bing, bang boom, he makes a SledgeSaw. Just like the main character in Dead Rising 3, I didn’t have a plan for 2013. Just like him, there was bitterness laying around on the ground, and I picked it up, combined it with whatever else came my way, and wrote about it. Sometimes it become something powerful like a SledgeSaw to the face of WordPress and it made a huge impact. Other times it felt like I just threw a tiny sparkler into the hordes of WordPress readers it didn’t make any impact whatsoever. Some days, like the main character of Dead Rising 3, I dealt with it running away from the zombies and not posting anything at all. Other days, I dealt with it, by allowing the zombies to overtake me and just posting whatever was on there and leaving it to be devoured by the people. This is one of those days, where I just give up. So there is my bitterness. Now just devour me and let me be taken in bitterness.
Before you devour me though, look at this shiny picture as a distraction, while I escape and post something tomorrow. Because even though I might die in the game of bitter posts today, I can always start over. I’ll be back…with a bitter vengeance.
Bitter Distraction Ben