Saturday morning we assembled for bloody marys and brunch at Kennedy's on 57th street. My subway ride there was obviously not like my normal commute. On the 7 train rows of people stared but a little Japanese girl was the most intrigued. She kept moving closer to me throughout the ride. Even though I was covered in blood, she could tell I was wearing a fancy princess dress and was totally fascinated. Then I transferred to the A train were of course I encountered tourists who stared some more and whispered about me. Not one person asked where I was going. Guess I don't look that approachable!
The job of a zombie herder is never done. This year since I am officially a part of Kostume Kult, I actually had a roll to play in ZombieCon. Keeping the zombies moving to their next location was my task and I was taking it seriously. Luckily I brought a whistle as I do not own my own megaphone... yet. The zombie pack moved along just fine, traffic lights were probably our worst enemy. A line of cabs and buses do not care about zombies staying together, they would rather run you over so you re-die and be on with their day. I brandished my whistle like a true NYC traffic cop and shouted STOP! then STAGGER! at the traffic lights. I fooled a lot of people into thinking I was the actually cops till they turned around and saw this!
There was a lot of great press coverage of our antics. Here are some links, Huffington Post, The Whiskey Dregs, Monsters & Critics, MetroMix WOW.. Check out those undead. As we shambled through Rockefeller Center we even saw/accosted Tracy Morgan parked outside of NBC studios in his yellow Lambo. His lady friend was quite freaked out but he took the joke well and he had a smile on his face as he drove off knowing he can pay to have someone clean off the blood for him.
It was a great day, thank goodness for sunny autumn weather and a great turnout. Join us next year and indulge your inner fantasy of terrifying a tourist or screaming for BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAINS!
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