In which the DJ makes a fool out of himself impersonating Korn’s Jonathan Davis if he’d succumbed to the Mengele Virus.  

Undead Krunchy Korn


In which the DJ urges everyone to take a moment from survival to enjoy a bit of fun. Remember fun?  

Time Out For Fun



In which the DJ laments the lack of big yellow buses transporting the littles so that they may learn the ways being human.  

Back To School Blues


In which the DJ dons his soap-box shoes and asks the Zombie Radio Nation who the immigrants are now.  

We Are All Immigrants Now





In which the DJ proposes a new game that could well save us all from the gaping maw of the undead.  

Let’s Play A Game


In which the DJ goes off on the idea of radicalization and what it now means in the face of the apocalypse.  

Radical-ized Humanity



In which the DJ reminds us that the undead come in every color, every race, every sexuality…and, at their core, they only want one thing.  

Zombies From All Walks of Life


In which the DJ reads the Declaration of Independence and ponders the idea that we will need to think globally when the dust settles.  

A New World Independence





In which the DJ is overcome with the spirit of Elvis and makes a promise to the Zero Day Collective. That’s right…Elvis.  

Elvis has left the apocalypse


In which the DJ receives a letter from an abused woman who let the apocalypse save her life.  

The abuse stops now




In which the DJ gets a phone call from The Last Casket and everyone’s favorite proprietor from the Great White North…Toque.  

From Toque, with love


In which the DJ wonders what post-apocalyptic therapy will be like. Mu. Ha. AHHHHHHHH!  

Therapy-ish