i stood on the front steps of dub's pub and shot zombies in the head. nurse zombies, kid zombies, a mommy zombie carrying a baby zombie, a frickin honey boo boo zombie--didn't matter, they all got the .357 solution. dumb zombies would try to talk to me and got double tapped. stay in character, hipster-zombie dude. my new aggie friend joined me on the front steps. texas a&m was about 5minutesfrom eating the alabama crimson tide alive. our food arrived. i had tried to talk my wife into splitting the "dubbie burger"--a 1 pound burger draped with bacon and slathered with mayo but she reminded me that the dubbie came with its own kind of head shot, so we settled on halving the river street burger and sweet potato fries. the burger was excellent. usually, i can snag a bite or two of leftovers from my wife's plate, but not this time. after a couple of ace hard ciders, (never heard of it before), i shouted " reloading! " and waded into the second wave of the river street zombie walk,