*Stares down at stack of papers.*

I'm really sorry about Reindeer Games.

    It was a hole in the wall, a place he had passed a number of times before but never stopped in before.  Not until tonight.  The place was warm, clean, well as clean as any New York diner.  He had even managed to make it there on time which was a small miracle in and of itself.  Unwrapping his scarf from around his neck he moved froward toward ( Read more... )

For the love of fuck, stop with the strike outs.  Please.  Please!

If you are talking with a character whyyyyyyyyyyy even say anything if you are just going to strike it out?   Whyyyyyy?

I can not stand strikeouts, I will not respond to text that has been struck out and neither will Mac.

Am I the only one who does not like that at ALL?!

In passion, he consumed her heart.

     "Now, I've heard of hatin' Valentine's day, but this . . ." Danny Messer motioned to the corpse they were all standing around. "This is just . . ." his voice trailed off and Stella turned her head up to look up at the CSI and finished his thought, "over kill?" Mac had to agree with her observation. The team had been called to the alley ( Read more... )

The sky was surprisingly clear tonight.

Plan crash in upstate New York kills 49I

I'm having an odd morning.

It's The Riddle of the World.

Happy 200th birthday, Charles Darwin.
From the ArticleI do not understand why it seems so important to theologians (and some sociologists) to find an explanation for human behavior that extends beyond the purely naturalistic. If the genetic research now being conducted in laboratories around the world tells us anything, it is that the interaction of ( Read more... )