I admire the zombie that can walk in a straight line - we of the zombied call them "Focused."
In this example, M. Zombé is walking in a somewhat targeted direction, meaning that something has snared his single remaining brain cell, generated attention and is drawing him toward a certain point of interest.
I am not that kind of zombie.
In order for me to become that straight-walkin,' determined kind of zombie, I must be deeply interested and in and motivated to peruse something. Say, cheesecake, or a video of Jon Stewart delicately tickling the tremulant wattle that is Fox News. Those could possibly get me going in one direction for a short while. However, to attract my kind of zombie for longer than that, the target must be truly, splendiferously magnficent.
The ever-changing length and flip of Matthew Gray Gubler's hair on Criminal Minds seems to have done the trick...
Hey, i never said a zombie had reason.
