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I just re-read my post! I am such a huge nerd.

Over the weekend I saw a show about John Walsh on MSNBC. I had no idea that a man (I use the term 'man' loosely, he was in prision for raping and killing 5 other children) had confessed to killing his son, retracted the confession, then sent letters to him demanding $5000 to tell him where the rest of Adam was buried. There is a special place in hell for sick bastards like that.

Appropos of nothing, but posted just because I can, a reminder of the importance of sticking by one's story, no matter how incredible:

Example 1: When Bill and Hillary Rodham Clinton visited the trendy Chelsea section of London in the 1970s, they decided they would give its name to the child they hoped to have, Chelsea Clinton said. "My parents were here during Christmas in 1978," the daughter of the former U.S. president said Monday as she visited the Chelsea Flower Show. "They were hoping to have a child and if it was a girl they said it would be called Chelsea. She continued, "They also loved the song `Chelsea Morning' by Joni Mitchell, which is great because I love my name. link

Example Deux: Chelsea Clinton revealed this week her loves for her namesake - Chelsea Football Club. I'd love to go to a game to watch my team Chelsea play", she told the Sunday Express at the weekend. "I know they are meant to be one of the best teams in the country and I feel pretty proud that we share the same name". The former president's 22-year-old daughter told of her interest in the footie (or "soccer") at the glamorous premiere of The Shipping News, staring Kevin Spacey, where she arrived at the Mayfair venue with boyfriend Ian Klause. Miss Clinton revelled that there was just one problem: "I wouldn't know how to go about organising a ticket," said the (ahem!) Oxford student. [Organising a ticket? Is that like buying a ticket?] link

I fear Chels may confuse her stories one day and claim to have been named after a football club, but I suppose "Chelsea F.C." is better than Buccaneers or Riverhounds as an inspiration for naming one's not-yet-conceived offspring.

No, you aren't a big nerd. I have lived in my neighborhood for years, and I know everyone. A few months ago, a new family moved in next door. The first problem I had was with their children. (No dad, by the way) They broke 3 limbs from my lilac tree, and began a deconstruction project on the elderly neightbor's sandstone wall. Whoever was in charge wasn't taking care of seeing what the lovelies were up to. Then there was the garbage, 17 lovely stinking bags at the side of the house. Then there was a confrontation that took place between the new neighbor and my best friend's mom. Her crime? She dared to look across the street while a truck came spinning through the neighbor's yard, tearing up the lawn. I think the words: "What the F*** are you looking at," were uttered. To make a long story short, I found out my new neighbor was out on parole, which she has now violated, and is back in the slammer. You are not unwise to keep an eye on things, you never know who is lurking about. This is going to sound bad to some, but I don't think this woman could have afforded to live in our neighborhood if she wasn't getting some really good assistance.(GRRRR)