I only wish I had moves as sweet as hers. There’s a well-known Seinfeld episode where Elaine dances and everyone is stunned into disbelief at the spectacle. And then they look away, and then they look again – because that is train wreck protocol. You know how people will say, “Oh get over yourself, no one is looking at you.” Well, they look at me. But it also left me fascinated and wanting to learn more, as though understanding what makes them tick can somehow protect me.ģ. Having been in his presence, knowing more than I care to about the crimes he committed and realizing how easily someone like that can walk among us undetected is terrifying. Of course we had no idea what he was up to then, but it feels strange now knowing I made pizza for a serial killer. I can only surmise they escaped becoming victims because Bonin, the alpha predator of the duo, wasn’t present at the time.Īt the time, I was working at the pizza store owned by the family of my then boyfriend, and Bonin would come in occasionally for take-out. The city in which I grew up was, for a time, the home of William Bonin and Vernon Butts, the Freeway Killers.īutts was an amateur magician and some of the boys from my street would go to his house to see him perform. I’m terrified of, yet strangely obsessed with, serial killers Southern California in the 1980s was rather scary, serial killers seemed to be everywhere – The Night Stalker, The Hillside Strangler and The Freeway Killers. Interestingly, that would turn out to be something of a theme in my life.Ģ. I simply like the way they look and feel and I think I enjoyed the thrill I got as a wee tot, having something I wasn’t supposed to and instantly wanting more. I’m not a knife expert nor a connoisseur and only know that the pretty pink one is a Kershaw because the name is printed on the side. My latest acquisition was a pink Kershaw that can be opened one-handed with a quick flip of the thumb. I was subsequently forced to confess my crime when my mother found it in my possession but taking pity on me and considering that I’d filched it from her junk drawer, the kindly neighbor allowed me to keep it and a hobby was born. I collect knives The first was a 3-bladed pocket knife I stole from a neighbor as a kid. Whether or not you find them interesting, I cannot guarantee.ġ. You have been recognized, you are appreciated … conform or rebel, the choice is yours.Īnd finally, for rule #5, I am posting seven things about myself. Or do none of it and just bask in the glow of your nomination. If going step by step through the rules seems like too much work, then only do the fun parts. I chose you because you make me laugh, you’re just getting started or are going through personal struggles and I want to help you gain support, you’ve gone MIA and I’m hoping a nudge in the form of an award may spark your interest in getting back to blogging or I’ve followed and admired you for a long time but have never commented enough on your posts and this is my way of saying I like you, I really like you! Regarding #4, I am going to link to my blog nominees (who shall from this point be known as Bloginees), but when they come back here to see what all the fuss is about, I have the following message for them: However, I’m a big believer in recognition, so I’m going to tackle this one. I’m not great with math, but I’m pretty sure that a lot + pretty many = a ton. Rule #3 is difficult because 15 is a lot and I nominated pretty many just last week.
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