Huh? Wha!!

I was watching the National Geographic Channel on Saturday. First up was the hunt for the Boston Strangler where it was said that he was America's first serial killer. Date 1967. Huh? Wha? I watched it and left the channel on. Next up was Murder in the White City about H.H. Holmes who built a murder mansion and killed 27 people (at least) during the Columbian Exposition in Chicago in 1893. Huh? Wha! Does 27 people not make a serial killing? And then, and then came Jack the Ripper 1888. Yes JAck was in London HOWEVER according to the show, the reason he stopped killing in London was because he was a german sailor who shipped out to New York where he killed two women and maybe more. Huh? Wha?

So... the question is, how is Albert DiSalvo the Boston strangler America's FIRST serial killer? Only to have that disproved with the next show and the next. I'm not even talking about Ed Gein or Belle Guiness and all the others that came before them. I'm just talking one show after the other.

It't the same with the ghost shows. I can't begin to tell you how many houses are the MOST HAUNTED in America. Doesn't most mean most? Isn't anyone at the networks paying attention or do they think we are all idiots and we won't notice ? Well yooo hooo Nat Geo I NOTICED>

Whew. There. I feel better.

the husband and I got our subpoenas for the bank robbery we were witness, sort of, to. All I can testify is that I got the license number and I was the one who told the cops afterwards that the bad guys threw away money as they were running up the alley. Can't think of what more they cold ask so my testimony should be short. The husband however is another matter and I suspect that they will have a hard time reigning him in to tell what happened and not go back tot he beginning or the world and work his way forward. I am hoping that they will ask me why I followed the guys. I have that all figured out. I'll simply tell them that unless I was to throw myself out of the car as we went around a corner I was going along for the ride. I'm hoping for a chuckle at least. Yes, I will be a good girl and will answer without embellishing. December 8 at 9am which means the Beltway at rush hour....yuck.

It's been a year since we learned that we would be losing Rocco the Wonder Dog too early. Yes I have two dogs now, Charlie and Kali but they are not my Rocco or my Ollie. Charlie and Kali aren't big on hugs and cuddling and my arms feel so empty. Charlie was a cuddler until we got Kali and now she fills that void for him. I don't blame him or her, I just wish I had someone to cuddle.

I may be getting a job teaching crafts at a local senior center. I may have been guided by the winged things and the double digits to head toward that despite the fact that I have no confidence that I can do that job and do it well. I'm guessing the angels know better than me and so I will trust them, again.

We are innundated with Christmas already. It started before Halloween. I'm not ready for Christmas, I don't want Christmas. When I think of Christmas, I think of a dying dog and what I lost when he went. There is one positive point tho, I don't work in a place where the &@^ Christmas music is piped in constantly. That really could drive someone insane. And even with saying that, I am making polymer clay owls to go into the little bird cages from Michaels to hang on my tree along with chinese tassles and polymer clay covered ornaments. I bought those small birdcages so I suppose I should use them.

That's it for today. I'm wondering if I should try blogging more often or am I just opening myself up to defeat. I'll have to think hard about that one.