Anxious, don't phase me.

A few articles I read over the past few days, as well as, the latest book I started reading today were all completely different yet interrelated in the same stroke. The book - Helter Skelter - written about the Manson Murders is absolutely the most fucked up, grotesque, insane, and everything else in the realm of unnatural I can come up with. Why I thought, "o hey Jeff can I borrow that? Might be an interesting glimpse into what a true "god on earth" does when the apocalypse hits." Or something rather close to that train of thought, now thinking a pass might be in the cards very soon. One of the referred to articles I read today talked about a guy who faked his death in 1989 only to be pulled over this week with a license plate light out and taken into police custody over suspicion. Did they hit the jackpot with this insanely hideous forrest creature or was he living in silence bothering only the lonesome gnome army under his employment? The dude, yes reference to the Dude himself, is probably someone who writes checks for half and half being all of $.69. 

The second article was from The First 48, a collection of mini-thrillers or snippets of true-crime stories consuming 10 minutes each. A computer nerd from Oakland marries a Russian mail-order bride who ends up romancing(riiiggghhhhttt..) with his best friend before he kills her. He then buries her body, not to be found until he sets in place a lower sentence for his knowledge of the body's location. Granted. The balls on this guy, able to receive a lower sentence if he locates his ex-wife's dufflebagged body. Lesson learned: think before you order anything more significant than a penguin from mail-order. Dealing with people is a bit tricky due to the hidden agenda those dirty pirates have whilst placing themselves in a catalogue.