Oh, the past week of evenings in Central Iowa have been beautiful, almost-summer-like nights? Oh, have they? I wouldn’t know…and I’m going to put the blame on my wife for this one…she got me hooked on this.
Why haven’t I been out enjoying a beer on the porch enjoying these wonderful late summer/early fall nights…
10…
10 hours..
10 hours is the amount of time just in the past 4 nights that I’ve spent hooked…HOOKED…on these Murder of JonBenet Ramsey specials.
When all this happened 20 years ago, I didn’t follow much of any of it…but my wife finds these specials fascinating, so I begrudgingly sat down to watch some of these with her…and then about 20 minutes in, I was hooked.
So hooked that I’m making up my own hypotheses…so hooked that I almost…ALMOST…watched Dr. Phil.
So hooked that last night, my wife and I were sharing our theories…my thought…Burke did it…the whole pineapple thing convinced me…convinced by pineapples…that’s me.
Next up of things I have absolutely no interest in watching, but my wife will…and I will probably end up getting hooked on…the Amanda Knox flick coming to Netflix.
Soon, winter will be here, and I’ll be saying “Darn it, where are all the nice nights?”…and then I’ll remember the week of 9/18…when I tried to become a Junior Forensic Scientist.
