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Seeing as I live near the water, the easiest thing for me to do would be to head out to sea. First I'd pick up some high powered rifles, along with a few katanas and chainsaws (because, hey, wouldn't you want to chop a zombie up?) for protection. Then I'd pick up the few people that meant anything to me, and make sure they were armed. Then I'd pick up a whole bunch of food and water, and get on one of the many yachts that chill out down at the harbor about 500 feet from my house.
Once on the yacht, I would proceed south along the coast, stopping to kick some zombie ass and pick up food as needed. When we got bored? Target practice with the ugly motherfuckers on shore! When I got to Florida, I'd stock up, probably commandeer a larger boat, and head out to a Carribbean island... preferrably one uninhabited, though if there weren't too many, I guess I could kick a little more ass.
I was watching Shaun of the Dead earlier today, and I was thinking... "Man, beating zombies to death would be a really great way to relieve stress." I'd do my best to have fun with the zombie attack.
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