What’s In A Name? Part I

Like most weekends, my husband and I relax by watching movies. Friday, we had received our first disk of The Walking Dead. We managed to watch all three episodes and enjoyed the series very much. But afterwards, we both looked at each other and said, the main character (sheriff’s deputy) never asked what had happened to anyone? He didn’t ask it when he was initially rescued by the guy and his son. He didn’t ask it when he rejoined his wife and kid. It would have been nice to have some explanation or if the writers didn’t want to give one, then say one minute the government said this, the next it was over. Anything would be better than nothing. It would have helped us to know how long the guy had been out in the hospital, and I won’t even ask why he wasn’t eaten because they made an excellent point that the Walkers could smell them, yet he was left alone in a hospital bed with nothing but a gurney to protect him. At least in 28 Days Later, they had locked the hero inside his room. Point two–why had the group made no effort to relocate to a secure position or, after the first Walker arrived, put defenses around their camp. What kind of sense does that make?
But we really did enjoy the first half of the series and look forward to the next disc.
The last movie we watched was Titanic II. Yeah, we were hoping it would either be a good movie or a great bad movie. It was somewhere in between. But it did get us thinking. We would never board a ship with the name Titanic any more than we’d sail away on a ship named Anchor. I’d love to take a Zeppelin ride but not in anything named Hindenburg. And I’d certainly buy a ticket (if I had the money) for a space flight but not if shuttled was named Columbia or Challenger.
I understand that accidents happen, but I’m not one for needlessly tempting fate. And I view accidents in a completely different light that those sunk by collisions or bombs. So, I would take a cruise on the USS Arizona and even the SS Minnow (on a three hour tour).
It may seem superstitious, but to me riding on a ship nature took down would be like boarding one named I Double Dog Dare You to Sink/Down Me.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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