CSI.
April 17, 2008
Tonight is Thursday night…CSI night. I’m a forensic science freak. If I could do life all over again, I’d be knee deep in fingerprints and DNA. When I’m not watching CSI, I am all over truTV. When I’m not watching truTV, I’m tuned into A&E. And when I’m not watching A&E, I’m watching HGTV (yeah, yeah, I know, it’s not forensic science, but that House Hunters is so addictive). OK, so back to CSI. I only watch the one in Vegas. CSI: NY is missing something and Horatio, from CSI: Miami, makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The CSI in Vegas is definitely the one to watch. I know I have the knack for it—for crime scene investigation. I spot dirty fingerprints on mirrors from miles away; I spy hair on our duvet cover and immediately identify it as belonging to the canine species; I uncover dust particles everywhere and carefully collect them for trace evidence. I was born with some CSI talent. Some people might call it OCD, but to me, it’s pure science.
May 7, 2008 at 6:29 pm
Did you wear your Horatio sunglasses when you wrote this entry? And then when you wrote: “Some people might call it OCD, but to me, it’s pure science,” rip them off your face in a swift motion with the lead singer of The Who screaming in the background?
May 23, 2008 at 2:15 am
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