Serial Killers in Training

Ever wonder what motivates serial killers and why they can do what they do with no feeling or remorse? Some say it’s their background and environment. Others blame mental illness of one kind or another. While all of these causes are probably correct, some killers are just plain ole mean and rotten to the core. These are the types that kill for the simple pleasure of it.

I logged into Facebook this morning and found a horrifying site. Two teenage punks had hung two dogs from a tree. They were quite proud of what they had done because they show themselves in the picture smiling, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette. Unfortunately this was not the first time I have seen these two. The last picture they posted they hung a little puppy.

I am not the only one outraged by this for over 31,000 people have shared this photo in hopes that someone will step forward and rat these two up and coming serial killers out. What happens when killing family pets of others no longer is satisfying enough for these two deranged punks. Will small children begin to go missing.

If I had to guess there is another party involved in these ruthless acts, someone is taking the pictures while these two pose with the dead animals. I hope the picture taker knows that he or she is just as guilty as the other two and when caught will be held accountable.

I have a feeling that the best thing for these two pieces of trash will be to be caught by police and not by a loving dog owner. I feel sorry for what ever is broken inside these two but not for whatever happens to them when they get caught.

Note...I went back to Facebook to copy the photo so I could put it here in hopes of getting these two caught but it was already gone. Maybe there won't be a next time but if there is I'll act a little quicker.

As I get on up in years every now and then a song comes on the radio that just for a moment takes me back in time. It’s funny how music can transport us so completely back to our youth in a matter of seconds…often with just the first few notes. Boston’s “More than a feeling” definitely has that effect on me every time I hear it.

“More than a feeling” is as good now as it was when it was released back in 1976. From the first note to the last note it was beautifully written all the way through. This song was off the self titled album from the band “Boston” and it gave rock n roll fans a sound like none they had ever heard before. This wonderfully unique sound was is credited to guitarist Tom Scholz, Scholz by the way is an MIT graduate and a genius in the recording studio.

“More than a feeling” is truly a rock n roll classic that will undoubtedly stand the test of time. It is my opinion that it should be put high on a pedestal with other greats such as AC/DC’s “Black in Black” and Led Zeppelin’s “Stairway to Heaven.” These too are songs that when the first notes are played seem to take me back to a different time and place. Hey if ya don’t believe me just plug the headphones in and listen for yourself…enjoy.

More than a feeling- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzcSvPeWxcg

My son and I went to Decatur today. Spent about half a day just walking through stores and looking at stuff. Not having been to the mall in years, we made that our first stop. Only problem with that was that we got there too early. While waiting for the stores to open, we had the pleasure of watching all the walkers walking in the mall. I don’t ever remember seeing that many people making use of a mall for exercise before.

Most of the people walking were older and most likely retired. Some walked alone and some either in pairs or small groups. I was amazed to see some of these elderly groups make lap after lap around the place. I was winded just watching. It was also interesting to watch as the faster paced power walkers came by navigating themselves through the others like racecars on a track.

While all walkers seem to all be moving at a different speed, they all seemed to have time for a smile and a wave as they passed. It was a very pleasant early morning atmosphere.

Well, as we left the comfort of the warm dry surroundings we ran into street flooding outside. Driving was slow and tedious at times and we passed two or three accidents on the way home. From what I could tell they were all minor and more of an inconvenience to those involved than anything else.

Arriving back in Cullman I took my son into Wal-Mart for a haircut. While he was getting all trimmed up, I had the pleasure of sitting on the little bench just outside and got to watch all the people come and go. To me, this was priceless. I got to see and hear the shoe squeakers and the umbrella drippers. Got to see a few wet t-shirts and one really wet young man who had been outside collecting buggies. But, the thing that will stick in my mind for a while wasn’t really what I wanted to see. A rather large woman, not fat mind you just large, walked in front of me. Why she needed to stop where she did I’ll never know, but it was right in my line of site. There in front of me was a big ole’ half moon coming up. She was wearing her jeans like she was a full fledge lil punk with his britches half off. And let me tell you these were half off. It was kinda like a car wreck, you couldn’t help but look and I couldn’t help but smile. What’s even funnier was that the people she was with were walking behind her and never said a word. Damn, only in Wal-Mart.

Yesterday I fished on the Mulberry river near my home. The fishing was slow but the scenery was great. Well, today my partner Todd and I braved the rain and fished on Lake Catoma here in north central Alabama. While the fishing was still slow, a few more and bigger fish were caught. Todd is shown here admiring a fine spot he just landed…then released.

Todd went on to catch another spot but it wasn’t quite as big as his first one, he actually threatened me as I reached for my camera…yep, it was little. Needless to say there is no picture for that one. I did however manage a nice spot of my own which you can see below. It too was released unharmed.

The next fish to show you is my big largemouth. This fish took us both by surprise when she flashed just under the surface the first time. She pulled so hard at first that I thought I had hooked a big cat instead of a bass. All bass today were quickly photographed and released to fight again another day.

Tip for the day…fish slow. When you think you are fishing slow enough, slow down some more. All fish caught on jigs today.

For the past few days I have had the privilege of being off work. I have spent a great deal of this reprieve in the great outdoors. Even during the coldest months the Mulberry river gives up a few bass here and there. The bite was a little slow but the weather was perfect. The bass here was the only one I caught that day. Lost a couple more…but you can’t really count those.

                                              
While I spent some of my time fishing, some of my time was spent looking. Looking at some of the most gorgeous scenery around, I only have to step out the back door…well sort of. The property where I live borders the Mulberry river. Even in the dead of winter she is stunning to look at. The blue of the water, the browns of the forest and the splotches of green from the evergreens make Alabama a site to behold.

While sunsets pictures from the beach are great, our Bama sunsets and sunrises are often pretty special as well. Hope you enjoy. I have to go for now, fishing on the lake tomorrow morning. Maybe I’ll have some bigger fish to show next time. Have a great day everyone, I’m outa here.