Yes, I was pretty warped.
But I’ve traded my dreams for a badge for just watching those who wear them on television. I have fallen victim to those who play law enforcement officers.
My foray into all things legal started actually when I was much younger. I remember well the year my sister got her first Nancy Drew book, The Secret Of the Old Clock, for Christmas. And I remember the first time she allowed me to read it.
It scared the bejeebers out of me. My imagination often ran away with me, who am I kidding, it still does. I’ve since moved onto bigger and better things.
Like thinking I am a CSI in real life. I find dead bodies all the time and everywhere. If I see a black bag in an abandoned cart in the parking lot of the grocery store, I know it is concealing a dead body. I know it!
I’ve been wasting a lot of afternoons watching CSI:Miami. The girls think, without ever watching it, it is just like the game of Clue only gorier. In the past few days I watched a couple episodes with Mr. Dresden, the arch rival of Horatio Caine. Mr. Dresden was a killer who had a penchant for pine cleaner.
Which is why I am sure you can understand my reaction when I walked into a radio station (okay THE radio station) and it smelled strongly of pine cleaner. So strongly the next day it was just as strong.
I think I’ll stay out of the basement of that building for a good long time.