Marshalls Customer Buys Knives, Stabs Other Shopper for Taking Too Long in Checkout Line https://www.crimeonline.com/2025/10...shopper-for-taking-too-long-in-checkout-line/
Oh, God, me, too. I have to admit that I laugh to myself in a strictly gallows humor way when there's a mass shooting and somebody says, "How could somebody do something like that?" Yah, well, there have been times where I could UNDERSTAND precisely how somebody could do something like that, lol.
"Inquiring minds want to know"...Exactly how did this woman attack the census taker? Were there fruits and vegetables involved? Or simply the fruits of her own unique talent?
Rex Heuermann expected to plead guilty https://www.newsday.com/long-island...l-killings-rex-heuermann-guilty-plea-fyk5j5vs
Haha, I saw that. Not sure if parody? You never know, because my bio-Dad's girlfriend's daughter studied Modern and Indian dance, and away we go! S-o-o-o-o, his sort of stepdaughter, I'll call her Sasha, is crazy but passes in society somehow. She's in late thirties now. She has traveled all over the world, and learned all of these different cultural dances, lived amongst the natives in obscure communities, lived with some Jains in India, the whole bit. She runs a eastern dance, yoga (sort of), eastern meditation (sort of) retreat in foreign country X (must redact). They dance it out, talk it out, scream it out. Now I'm an artist, see, but I don't do pretension. That whole idea that "it's all good", well, it really isn't. Don't mistake that for snobbery, far from it. So anyway, this retreat thing of Sasha's costs a bundle, and it's for women to tap into their inner selves and communicate with their inner core or something like that. She is making money hand over fist. Now I can laugh at pretension when the joke is on the viewer or the participant. What I mean by that is the artist is completely full of shit, knows they're full of shit, and is riding the wave of absurdity and collecting on it. When I don't laugh at pretension is when the art sucks, the artist sucks and truly believes their own "deep" garbage. Uggggh. My Vietnam Vet bio-Dad, Clint, who I met when I was 30, shows me Sasha's website with her pitch and spiel, and he starts coughing. That always happens when he's trying not to laugh. A couple of years prior this (and thank goodness I wasn't there because no way was I holding it together), Clint and his gf, Sasha's mother, went to see her in a dance troupe called Fake Name (it would be funny if it was really called Fake Name, but I digress) at Redacted Center for the Arts. I'm sorry I have to do this, but you never know who's reading. Sasha runs out onstage half naked in a feathered headdress with a paper-mache Toucan mask and is screeching and begins to die like Lucille Ball in that episode where Lucy is acting that she's dying and keeps getting back up and won't die. Other "bird people" are flapping their arms around and screeching, and then it starts. Clint starts coughing. And then he starts coughing harder. He whispers to his gf, "I have to go get some water," but there's something resembling laughing in between coughs. He bolted, and almost didn't make it into the lobby. Now that's a father/daughter nature vs. nurture story if there ever was one. The bottom line is, that Vagina of Iron Story could really could go either way, hahaha.
Ruh-roh, Raggy. What happened? Edit: Rollover crash, arrested for DUI. First article I hit on said he had several. I didn't know that. I also just learned that his first name is Eldrick. He isn't looking too good, aged dramatically.
Speaking of Trump, I did see a headline that Donald Trump said Tiger won't be participating in the Masters. The timeline looks like it was before the accident.
850 tomahawk missiles launched in the past 4 weeks. That is 3 billion dollars just on missiles. That's some expensive distraction.
