[Alberta's Child]

Use of a wasp defrazmylizer as an anti-cretin device takes either an evil mind, a high degree of desperation, or both.

Maybe a little bit of both. Here's two bizarre twists for you:

1. My first day in New York City without my parents was December 22, 1984 (New York Freepers should know that date very well).

2. While riding an NJ TRANSIT train home one day a few years ago, I remarked to a friend of mine how disturbed I was that in the event a guy with a gun went on a shooting rampage on the train, there would be no way to stop him until the police were called to the next station. Less than a week later, Colin Ferguson shot all those people on the Long Island Rail Road train.

Pretty creepy, huh?

[ventana]

What was Dec. 22? Bernie Goetz?

[Thud]

I don't know about December 22, 1984, but my father dated Sharon Tate's cousin (who was really close to her cousin) when I was in college, and we were all invited to visit her in Hollywood. My father had to call it off for a business trip. And yes, that would have been the night Sharon Tate and others were murdered by the Manson gang.