Josh McDermitt here. See you next week. Ewww, gross! My hope is to secure my future in writing at an early age by taking him down a notch or two. So watching The Walking Dead for the first time is a bit jarring for me emotionally. Uncle Josh Eugene spent most of the episode crying like a baby.
Bullying is not funny. I hope he can take it. It must have been a shock to the system for Eugene to all of a sudden have his own apartment with lavish amenities by apocalypse standards.
My favorite part is when the girl Savior asked what he wanted to eat and he said lobster. Who does my Uncle Josh think he is? What are you at a Michelin-starred restaurant? What an idiot. Which is near Maryland? Read the room, man; know your surroundings. My Uncle Josh is such an idiot. I asked my Uncle Josh about holding that jar of pickles the entire scene when Negan Jeffrey Dean Morgan was asking for advice on what to do with the walkers along the fence line.
He said the jar was really heavy and that it hurt his wrists while he was holding it. But then he said that he really loves working with Jeffrey Dean Morgan and that he is such a fine addition to the cast.
There was a moment in the episode where Eugene was in the marketplace getting the materials to make the death pill and he finally grew a backbone and stood up to that mean vendor. It seemed like that was a turning point for the character. He was scared and I bet he might continue to be scared at times going forward. But in this moment, he summoned the strength and confidence to step into being a man of action.
