Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for October 27, 2009

I hope Oldbot doesn’t suffer from long-term memory loss.

You think this is bad, you should see the un-bread zombies wandering around in the kitchen. Wandering around in a ravenous stupor, seeking graains… graaaaaaaaaiinnssss!

Zombie plumbers want your drains.

Watch your nuts. And bolts…

The corn is really growin’ tall in this here greenhouse… :))

I like Aurion’s pun the best. I know the feeling. Grains…grains…

And then there’s Doctor Toon and Yours Truly, in our restless search for our morning caffeine injection: Nuke ‘em….nuke ‘em…

Still less scary than Rob Zombie.

Quick, play “Thiller”.

Do Physical Therapist zombies want your “strains”?

Dry Cleaner Zombies want your “stains”?

Construction Zombies want your “cranes”?

This could go on all day…

Speaking of rockets, NASA is about to launch its new Ares 1-X rocket at 8 AM EDT. “The largest rocket in the world.” The cape is about 20 miles north of me, so I’m gonna get my camera and the long lens and get some nice pix. If it goes.. Envy me, people.

Car-driving Zombies want your “lanes”…

Zobie conductors want traaains. Zombie air trafic controllers want your plaaaanes. European Zombies want your Danes. Zombie street musicians want your chaaaange. Artillary zombies want your raaange (as do zombie cooks) OK, I’m done. Someone else can take over…

What did they do with the brains they were buried with? I say, they don’t get another one until they learn to take better care of their things.

I came back just to say—-I blame George Romero for all of this.

Zombie horses want your maaannes Zombie doctors want your paaaiins Injured zombies want your caaaanes Dry climate zombies want your raaaains Zombie peasants want your thaaanes

OK someone else’s turn

If your name is Brian, watch out for dyslexic zombies!

Gentlemen zombies want your Hanes, while RN zombies will take no pains, but PT zombies will relieve your strains, and anorexic zombies will have no gains.

Somebody for the next quatrain:

“If your name is Brian, watch out for dyslexic zombies!”

Excellent!!!!

If you are a zombie in CHEERS, you might want Dr. Frazier Crane?

Shoot ‘em in the motherboard !

Just as long as they do not want our oompah loompahs.

I find it scary that Oldbot found robot Depends.

How did zombies get into a space station? If they were once crewmates, shouldn’t we see a lot of little Winkys looking for spleens?

Orgelspieler, I think they must have eaten their own brains first. Undead Frog, nice….

Worst of all, the Wall Street zombies want your gains.

It would have been funnier IMHO if the zombie robot had said “processors” or even “chips.”

Railroad barons want your trains, EverQuest players need your banes, Tarzan clones all look for Janes, And citizens should look for Kanes.

Indeed, this could go on all day.

Yeah, I’m envious. I didn’t even know an Ares was ready for testing, let alone for launch. If I can get that launch on the Internet I will watch it.

I really don’t get robots. I just about every movie, they have their most important circuits in their head, the most vulnerable part. one shot there, and they go bye bye. But then, why don’t people have brains in their chests? Hmm…

@Kyler: For the same reason people don’t have lungs in their heads - brains and lungs work better where they are.

In this world there’s no universal engineering solution; there are always tradeoffs.

Computer zombie virus.