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Posted on 08/07/2007 7:52:15 AM PDT by HairOfTheDog
Welcome to The Hobbit Hole!
Sing hey! for the bath at close of day
That washes the weary mud away!
A loon is he that will not sing:
O! Water Hot is anoble thing!
O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain.
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain;
but better than rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams.
O! Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed;
but better is Beer, if drink we lack,
and Water Hot poured down the back.
O! Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky;
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet!
He sounds like a complete moron anyway.
The bit about the recycle bin... moron.
...sleeping around within a few days of her disappearance. Moron. Even Scott Peterson acted more grieved than ~that~.
Headlight out. If you’re running drugs or running away, make sure your lights all work and drive the speed limit!
There never was anything about motive in this trial. Something the defense played up. Bigtime.
But the prosecutor’s point was that of course there is a motive, we just don’t and may never know what it is. But motive is not a needed element for finding guilt.
Very true. And considering the facts, it's rather mind-boggling that it's taken so long for this to work through the system.
As I said in one of my stories, some people are just evil.
Thanks! That sounds like a great idea. We’ll have to pick one up and give it a try. I think it will take them longer to eat rubber.
Say... That’s interesting... Similar in lots of ways to the Peterson case. Cept Scott was a little more thorough.
Yup. Makes you wonder about people. If somebody is capable of murder at some point... Were they ~always~ capable of it?
Kinda imponderable, that.
Yep, agreed. They are just rotten human beings.
We've had a busier-than-it-should-have-been evening. But hey, this is us.
Mrs. took the Ninja to see Nana this evening. Got home around 6-ish and I took him around the nayberhood. We came home and left about 7:30 for the Fall Festival at church. We weren't done with Trick-or-Treaters so we did what we've done on occasion and left a bowl of candy on the porch with a note that said "help yourself but leave some for others."
We got home. Can't really tell how many we had since we can't judge by the bowl...it's gone too...
*snort*
I suppose it depends on the type of murder, too. There’s more than one kind of murderer and murder. Some really sick puppies actually like the killing part...some just want the victim out of the way and have such a twisted conscience they’re OK with the killing part...some, it’s almost an accident, where they just go too far, without a lot of forethought. I wonder if we aren’t all capable of the last sort, though I’d hope our morality would keep us from such a thing, no matter how pressed. But until someone has been in that sort of situation, how can you know for sure? I’d say most would still never go that far, but there has to be a pretty good number who are built without the necessary stop - even folks who will live out their lives quite peaceably.
Not sure any of that makes sense. And maybe I don’t really want to think about it. :-\
I’m signin’ off for the night. Gonna do a drive by of the blog and remind them that Nanowrimo and my bloggin sabbatical begin at midnight. I’m technically not leaving the blog completely until after Election Day. But, for once, I’m not heavily involved in a particular race.
There’s a fair amount of consideration being given to whether I come back to ~that~ blog anyway. After the first of the year, I might step out from behind the pen name and blog as the ~real~ “Corin Stormhands.”
All that being said, from the way the back is hurting I’m just starting out in the chair tonight and avoiding the 3:00 a.m. move.
‘night
I’m pretty sure everybody is capable of killing, given the proper threshold of need.
But yes... For some that threshold is no threshold at all. They’re just a crime scene waiting to happen with maybe no more reason than that its two o’clock.
But do thresholds change over time? Don’t know.
Almost NaNo time for you guys!
I just finished the first chapter of the OTHER story, and I’m wondering if I should have picked it instead.
Pretty much par for the course. Ah well.
In other news, I *finally* have a nephew! Cigars all around! Or sumpin. Can’t wait to see pictures!
Congratulations.
*snort* indeed.
How's Nana doing, by the way?
It’s pretty cool, fer sure.
Hm...now to get some reading in before NaNo starts and I don’t have time anymore...
Best wishes on your nano writing! Am I in your story?
It was so nice talking to you today. You’re very encouraging.
Woot! Congrats on the nephew! I can’t remember which bother this was. Was this their first? Maybe that’s why it took so long.
Oh, speaking of cigars, when Joseph and I were in the candy making store the other day, I saw a candy mold in the shape of a cigar in the baby shower section. There are some cool molds for making all kinds of stuff for showers, parties, holidays, all kinds of stuff. I got a mold for covering sandwich cookies in chocolate. I’m looking to get some Golden Oreos to cover in dark chocolate. YUMM!
Everyone was talking about NanoWriMo at that time too.
This was today. We went to our church down the street...they were having a big fall festival type deal. Matthew actually was a volunteer...he worked one of the game booths. He's Dracula. He has fangs.
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