Future Serial Killer of the World
Have I bred one?? Seems that some stupid peeps in my circle of life believe I have. From this website I obtained the common characteristics of serial killers which I will list here and then whether my son fits such characteristics.
1. Over 90% of them are white. Yep.
2. They tend to be intelligent with IQs in the “bright normal” range. Yep.
3. In spite of their high IQs they do poorly in school…. Yep, but getting better.
4. They tend to come from markedly unstable families. Typically, they are abandoned as children by their fathers and raised by domineering mothers. Ummm… I wouldn’t say we’re unstable, unstructured perhaps. I’m not domineering, if anything, I’m too easy-going. Relationship with dad is still evolving.
5. Their families often have criminal, psychiatric and alcoholic histories. Afraid so, especially on his dad’s side.
6. They hate their fathers. They hate their mothers. Nope, not at all.
7. They are commonly abused as children – psychologically, physically and sexually. His dad did abuse him physically and psychologically but that is a thing of the past and he’s had counseling.
8. Many of them end up spending time in institutions as children and have records of early psychiatric problems. No institutions but does have marked anxiety, especially separation anxiety but has mainly resolved.
9. They have a high rate of suicide attempts. I hope this never happens.
10. They are intensely interested from an early age in voyeurism, fetishism, and sadomasochistic pornography. Yikes!! Hell no.
In addition to the above list, there are also three more characteristics.
1. Enuresis (bed wetting) – more than 60 % of serial killers were still wetting their beds over the age of twelve. No, once the medication for his seizures kicked in, the bed-wetting stopped. Plus, he’s only 8.
2. Fire starting – children like to play with matches because they are intrigued by the bright, colorful flickering light. But budding serial killers carry this interest to a frightening extreme. (In other words, they enjoy torching things to a smoldering pile of rubble.) Nate is fascinated with lighting matches, watching the grill burn and lighting candles. He has never set anything on fire though.
3. Sadistic activity – before they are big enough to inflict harm on other human beings, future serial killers get their kicks from tormenting small creatures (animal torture.) No way, no how. This is the kid who bawled for two days when his cat died and came home crying because TLC was mean to his cat.
So, what does this all mean? And why in the hell would I post this? Do I really believe my son has the capabilities of being a serial killer? Um, NO!
See, this “good Christian lady” who lives next door and has three girls, oh, and she’s Nate’s babysitter, thinks his fascination with fire is “unnatural.” Ummm… look lady, I’m 33 and I’m still fascinated by fire. Yes, Nate, if given the opportunity, will sit and light matches and blow them out, one after the other, until the book is gone. He’s not setting your house on fire so… shut up. Yes, on his art project he did make a beautiful flower vase with colorful blooms shooting out of the top of it. He just also happened to draw a picture on the inside of the vase of a good guy stabbing a bad guy and blood spurting everywhere. Is this really such a cause for concern?
I mean, its not like he was stabbing a cat or another kid, it was good guy, bad guy. And yes, I did catch him and TLC trying to fashion a spear from an old broomstick, a rather large knife and duct tape, you know, just like the Indians had or, in this case, the Neanderthals on “Ice Age.” I think it showed quite a bit of ingenuity, a potentially dangerous ingenuity, but ingenuity nonetheless. (Matter of fact, I’ve interrupted this particular exercise with various implements on more than one occasion) Is this any different than them removing the lines, hooks and reels from my old fishing poles and using them as swords? Is it any different from them raiding my bathroom and concocting their equivelant of Polyjuice Potion on the porch?
What irritates me about my neighbor, this is not TLC’s mom, is that one childish thing, one mistake, one wrong word and the devil has come to WV. Bullshit. If she’s the one standing there telling me she’s had to fight the school system to keep her 12 year-old daughter in school because she’s threatened, on more than one occasion, to thump another girl then what the fuck is she yakking to me about? Other than her I-was-raised-in-hell-and-I’m-not-taking-any-shit- whether-I’m-a-Christian-or-not-Betty-Badass-the-buck-stops-here-suspicious-untrusting-hard-line-attitude, I’d really, really like her.
For the most part, she is really good for Nate. She’s strict and tough about doing homework immediately after coming home from school, which is one of the reasons why I asked her to watch him. I can’t wait until her two younger daughters become teenagers. I feel as though she’ll be changing her tune real quick about what is “good” and what is “bad” and what is “normal” in kids. Her oldest is a sweet but take-no-shit kid. The two younger are already showing signs of acute rebellion and smart mouths and one of them is only two.
I think Nate is a normal average kid who is learning has he goes, who is bright, creative and prone to making poor judgement calls, but is learning. That is what life is…. learning. I don’t dictate to him how to play or how to be creative, I just ask that he stay away from the dangerous stuff, like fire and knives. If the worst thing he ever does is paint a picture of the good guy stabbing the bad guy or watching a match burn, I will count myself lucky. And kids… just don’t mix the dishwashing detergent with the vinegar and baking soda, m’kay?
Politically Incorrect Inanna
1. If you tell me you won’t let your kids watch or read Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings and I ask you why, DO NOT begin your sentence with, “Well, our pastor said…” or “Our church…” I don’t give a shit what your pastor or your church says or does. I expect you to make an informed decision instead of following along with their spoon-fed idealogies. If you can’t watch the movies or read the books like an informed, intelligent adult you will be dismissed.
2. If you have to quantify someone’s qualities by saying, “He’s a good Christian man,” then I probably don’t want to meet him. I wonder if he didn’t show up and sing in the choir every Sunday yet did the same good works as before if he would still be a “good” man? Going to church does not make you a Christian anymore than wearing wool makes you a sheep. And always beware of the wolf in sheep’s clothing. I’m sure David Koresh thought he was a good Christian man too.
3. My son will not be in the Boy Scouts if I can help it. In my humble opinion, all den mothers should be lesbians, then there will be no one who can corrupt our delicate male youth.
4. A child molestor is never cured. The only thing the classes they take teach them is how to recognize their “abuse triggers” and “at-risk age group.” They will do it again if given the right opportunity and set of circumstances. Good advice from…. a child molestor (not me!). If you can’t believe the perp who can you believe?
5. I wanted to see “The Passion of the Christ” but changed my mind. I now have no desire to ever see it.
6. I’m disgusted by the apathy of the world to what is going on in Sudan. I mean, who cares right? They don’t have anything we need. Who cares that millions of people are displaced, their homes burned, their men murdered, their women raped? I mean, why piss off more Muslims?
7. If the American Revolutionary War were to happen today, Minutemen would be considered terrorists. The signers of the Declaration of Independence would be on playing cards. George Washington would be hunted like Osama bin Laden.
8. What the hell is in Chechnya that Putin won’t just give it up? I do not agree with the tactics of the Chechan rebels… but as my boss says, one man’s terrorist is another man’s freedom fighter. See #7.
9. If anyone has a right to be pissed off about Harry Potter its we Wiccans. Come on now, male witches are not called wizards, they’re called… witches!!! And the spell to open a locked door is not alohamora its a key!!! :o)
10. Michael will be surprised with his original Inanna-fanna-beadana.
Pissy-Pissy-Boo-Boo
I have developed quite a loathing for my neighbors, nice as they are. I’m so sick of how they neglect their child. The Lonely Child comes to my home to take a shite because they don’t have toilet paper. God knows what they use to wipe with, maybe their hand.
I noticed through is ill-fitting jeans that he his underwear are threadbare and have a hole in the top of them. Also, when they were drying clothes at my house I noticed several of his pairs of underwear have split up the front seam and are as thin as tissue paper. Most of his shirts are too small are beginning to creep up his rather bulbous stomach. His jeans continually ride down in the back exposing whatever happens to be there. Not to mention, they’re at least an inch too short.
Although they expect him to walk or ride his bike to school, he normally catches a ride with me. They don’t supply him with an umbrella or a raincoat. We’ve experienced quite a bit of rain from the backlash of hurricanes and yet he’s expected to walk home without even a jacket on his back. I doubt he has one that fits. He borrowed my poster of Legolas and my Hobbit book for his literature fair. I put all of it in my car this morning to make sure it got to school.
Never do I see either of his parents poke their head inside the school to see what is going on. Whether Nate’s dad likes it or not, I call him and tell him he’s going to be at the school if I can’t for one of Nate’s projects.
Now, you say, they’re obviously poor. Well, if The Lonely Child’s mother can show off her brand new tennis shoes while her son’s toes are cramped or poking through the end of his, then yeah, I guess they’re poor. If The Lonely Child’s dad can schlep in $900 worth of food for their fat guts a month, then yeah, I guess they’re poor. If they can afford to buy a 24 pack of beer but not a raincoat or an umbrella, then, yeah, I guess they’re poor.
I’ll admit that I spoil myself ocassionally, and I know I should, but my son does not go without clean, well fitting underwear and clothes, or shoes, or a jacket.
Its quite clear to me that neither of The Lonely Child’s parents should have ever been parents. They are far too selfish, self-absorbed and lazy to make any necessary sacrifices for the well-being and self-esteem of their offspring. If they didn’t have the money, that would be one thing, but they do. How much time does it take to go to Wally World and buy a $6.99 bag of underwear??
Now, here’s where it gets interesting… they bought him another bike for his birthday after his was stolen so he can ride to school… so they don’t have to take him. He’s TEN FREAKIN’ YEARS OLD!! He spent the entire summer alone at his house. He spends every afternoon alone if his mom works over, which is normal the closer we get to Christmas. And you know why? Because his parents are too freakin’ cheap to pay $30.00 a week for afterschool care. His parents also wait until one of her sister’s sees “his need” and then let her go out and buy his clothes etc. for him. After all, her sister and her husband make more money, so why should they spend theirs??? Yeah, that’s their attitude… WHAAA???
Even more interesting is the role I take in The Lonely Child’s life. Last night he and Nate got into it and TLC ends up banging on my door because Nate locked him out. I come out of my cubbyhole. I hate it when someone bangs on my door. I hate slamming doors. I unlock the door and TLC begins to state his case to me about Nate having his game, which I know and I’ve already told Nate to get the game out of the PS2 to give it back. I told him in no uncertain terms he was never to bang on my door like that again. He tried to interrupt but I talked to him just like I talk to Nate. Do not piss off the Mommy.
One time he slammed the door of my house and I followed him home and dressed him down in front of both of his parents, right in their living room. They just sat and looked at me. Running home doesn’t do him any good either. I really think TLC’s parents tell him he can do shite, knowing that I will tell Nate no, so then TLC will not go either, making me the bad guy.
For example, there is a park at the end of my street… waaaay at the end of the street, like 3/4 of a mile. Its right outside the projects and on a busy throughway from the tunnel. A lot of older kids hang out there. I do not like that park. I will take the boys ocassionally but for the most part I want them to stick closer to home. So, Nate comes in asks if he can go to the park at the end of the street. Hell no, no way, no how and no I’m not taking you today. Well, naturally TLC’s parents said he could go. I told Nate that if TLC wanted to go then he could but he was not going to that park without an adult. Its too far and too much riffraff hangs out there.
Nate says, “Well, TLC’s parents said for us just not to talk to anyone.” Ah fuck that!!!! His dad’s reasoning is that he ran around all the time when he was a kid and he didn’t have to be home until the street lights came on. Yeah, so did I… in the late 70’s. I’m so afraid we live in a different world now fucktard.
Okay, shit, I’m done ranting about them. It does no good.
OY!!!
So, Cooter has sent me the specifications for her 2nd place finish in my scavenger hunt. She wants a turtle on a bracelet. Otay!!!
Ohhhh… hmmmm… now what? So, I run to the lieberry across the street (I know its library just like lieberry better.. pfft!) I found the perfect pattern for the turtle. I won’t describe it because then she would know and I do want some element of surprise. Talk about surprised, that will be Mike, since he’s pretty much letting me decide what to do for him. Bad idea… anyway.
So, I go home and mess around with this design and decide its just to tall or wide or whatever. Length is good width, yech!!! In all my wisdom I set out to modify it. Yech! That did not look good. Gave up with the modification and finally graphed it on bead paper. Hmmmm.. now that is one sweet looking design…. but its still to wide!!!! WHAT THE F**K AM I GOING TO DO??? I WANT TO USE THIS PATTERN!!! (Bang, bang, bang
Its Me, Its Me
My bud PC was nice enough to allow me to use him computer to check e-mail and blog. He’s finally started his own blog. Please check him out at http://do-you-want-to-know.blogspot.com. Nice guy. He knows me after all.
Thanks for your kind comments. I went home and had a power nappage and felt better. I just really hate feeling that way.
Michael, you won third place in my contest. You are the only one who hasn’t told me what you want. Get with it.
Evil bead person – Hi. I need to check out your blog. Monday for sure when I can effectively waste company time. This using up all my free time is for the birds.
I got new tires today. New to me anyway. In other words, used but guaranteed to pass inspection. That’s all I need. Gas is $1.99 a gallon here. Sux.
I did muck out my stall, I mean car, today. I was inspired by you Cattiva!! I didn’t find any petrified french fries but I did find 2 1/2 packs of cigarettes and my car insurance slip but somehow lost my registration. Eventually I will get my car inspected, at least before Tuesday so I don’t have to pay that traffic ticket.
I stink. Yuck. My hair is nasty and I’ve lost all sense of inspiration to carry the fast food toys, 14 pairs of shoes and clothing into the house. Whatever I really don’t want, maybe someone will steal tonight if I leave it on the lawn. Perhaps I should put a sign out that says, “Steal for free. Crowbar on vacation.”
Hope everyone is doing well and having a super weekend. I know you Floridians are not, I’m so sorry. Screw up the next election why don’t ya? See, even Mother Nature is saying, “Yo! Get it right this time!” Okay, smack me. There, feel better?
Who’s Upset?
Tell me who is upset… Comply! NOW! All day I have become increasingly irritated and cranky. I have no reason to be. I almost went off on the office personnel at my psychologist’s office when they reported, not only did they not have me on their list at 1:00 but also not on their list at 9:00 when I was really supposed to be there. This is sooo not me – most of the time.
I’m so angry I want to hurt someone. I have no reason to be. I’ve “searched” everyone I know. AZ is cranky, irritated and depressed, but no more so than normal. Jeremiah is nervous about coming home but not angry about anything. I’m fairly certain that its T-Bird and her mom that are causing this. I hate when they think about me and want to talk to me about their problems. When I have established an emotional link with someone I do have the ability to “feel” their feelings, regardless of what distance it is. They have been fussing and feuding, more so than normal and KCZ is very emotional labile right now.
I have tried blocking this out. I’ve been on the verge of tears all day for NO REASON!!! Just so you know what “searching” is… I send out vibrations… ummm… I guess emotional vibrations to pick up others feelings… testing, testing, 1,2,3… where are you? How are you? Knock, knock… anyone home?
Okay, just got off the phone with AZ, I knew it wasn’t him. It made me feel better though, just talking to him. Now I want a cigarette. Fudgeola.
Anyway, my computer is still not fixed at home. I’ll miss you guys over the weekend. If any of you are upset, I hope you feel better soon. Have a great one guys and gals!!
And The Winners Are…. (With Special Blogger Offer)
Celti – for getting 14 out of 15… T-Bird was the answer to #6. Don’t kick yourself.
Ang – for getting just as many but for remembering that I was born a month early.
Mike – your answers were closer to reality not to mention, you cracked me up!! ;o)
Thanks for playing. Please e-mail your requests to my inbox. If you would like a bracelet please specify wrist size in inches. I suggest you send me the exact size that would make you comfortable. As in, my wrist is 5 1/2 inches but I make my bracelets a little bigger. Amulet bags are a new thing so someone pick that so I can practice. They are big enough for a house key and a tube of lipstick, at least I think so, since I’ve never made one. I’m sure I can make them bigger. Specify if you would like one that hangs around your neck or has a wrist strap.
Wall hangings take forever. Your wait will be long. Whatever you guys want I will be more than happy to try and reproduce. Oh, and for other bloggers, if you guys would like something personalized please e-mail me. I would only ask a nominal fee to help with beads and shipping. Five to ten dollars or so. But that’s just a blogger fee. If I get much better at this I’m going to have to start selling them for real.
I know I haven’t posted any pics yet but bear with me. Right now I’m working on a wall-hanging for my boss for Christmas. It has the Star of David at the top and then their family name spelled down the length. I’ll then take this and sew it to a piece of material and then embroidery the edges with scrollwork or other symbols. Haven’t decided yet. I’ve worked on it for 15 hours and I have the star done and the first two letters of their name and about 1\3 of the next letter. Its 33 beads wide. That’s about 3 1/2 to 4 inches.
My boss, the one I actually work for, will get one too. His will have a basset hound at the top of it. Yeah, I found one yesterday at the library that I can use. The problem with beadwork, is the you are limited in your color ranges. DMC thread used for cross-stitch has about 10,000 colors, comparatively in beadwork you have 10. Okay, more than that, but you get the idea. I have to choose my patterns for simplicity but with the most amount of detail.
I purchase beads from www.wanderingbull.com. In their “beads, beads, beads” section you can click on Czechoslovakian sead beads and see the colors I have to work with. I also use the reproduction beads and white center beads, also from Wandering Bull. I use whatever I can get my hands on. These beads are very high quality. Beads I’ve purchased from Michael’s or Wal-Mart, I can only use about 2/3 of them because the holes are too small or the bead is warped. The beads from Wandering Bull are EXCELLENT!!! I maybe, maybe don’t use one bead out of every four or five hundred. Twelve lines of beadwork is roughly four hundred beads so… last night I strung about 660 beads.
And Celti, I found an excellent book at the library with tons of celtic knots and symbols in it yesterday. Naturally, I thought of you.
Anyway, if anyone would like something, let me know. Love to all of yas!!!
And Zelda, thanks for the idea. Props to you!!!
SCAVENGER HUNT!!!!!!
Welcome to Inanna’s Scavenger Hunt!! I’m posting a list of questions about myself and my blog. All of the answers are located on my blog – somewhere. The first person to comment with the correct answers gets their choice of a hand-made beaded bracelet, wall-hanging or amulet pouch made to your specifications. Allow two weeks to six months for delivery.
Ready?
Set.
Go!
1. My friend Beanie tipped off my real name in a comment – what is it?
2. Steve the Mildly Unwell Bastard suggested a website related to the supernatural/ghosts, what was the website?
3. My birthday folks, when is it? Hint – check my e-mail address.
4. What’s the currest cost of a share of “Anything Goes” stock?
5. What was my favorite coaster at Cedar Point?
6. I have nick-named several recurring folks in my blog. Name the one nick-named after a car.
7. What did I use to call Nate before I revealed his real name?
8. On a trip to the Grocery Store, I imitated what movie character? Arrrr….
9. I took a trip to visit a statue of a supernatural being. What was the being?
10. In a post dedicated to “the blogger who flooded my loins with passion” (Dastard), I quoted at length sexually explicit lyrics from a particular band. Which band?
11. As of Wednesday, July 21st, how many days had I been alive?
12. What did I name the spider that lived in my car?
13. What is the nickname I gave my neighbor who bellowed for a boob shot under my window at 4 a.m.?
14. How big around is my wrist?
15. How many beads are in Jeremiah’s (Beanie’s brother), bracelet that I made him with the American flag and the word “faith?”
Even if you can’t find all the answers at least comment or I will feel stupid.
SCAVENGER HUNT!!!!!!
Welcome to Inanna’s Scavenger Hunt!! I’m posting a list of questions about myself and my blog. All of the answers are located on my blog – somewhere. The first person to comment with the correct answers gets their choice of a hand-made beaded bracelet, wall-hanging or amulet pouch made to your specifications. Allow two weeks to six months for delivery.
Ready?
Set.
Go!
1. My friend Beanie tipped off my real name in a comment – what is it?
2. Steve the Mildly Unwell Bastard suggested a website related to the supernatural/ghosts, what was the website?
3. My birthday folks, when is it? Hint – check my e-mail address.
4. What’s the currest cost of a share of “Anything Goes” stock?
5. What was my favorite coaster at Cedar Point?
6. I have nick-named several recurring folks in my blog. Name the one nick-named after a car.
7. What did I use to call Nate before I revealed his real name?
8. On a trip to the Grocery Store, I imitated what movie character? Arrrr….
9. I took a trip to visit a statue of a supernatural being. What was the being?
10. In a post dedicated to “the blogger who flooded my loins with passion” (Dastard), I quoted at length sexually explicit lyrics from a particular band. Which band?
11. As of Wednesday, July 21st, how many days had I been alive?
12. What did I name the spider that lived in my car?
13. What is the nickname I gave my neighbor who bellowed for a boob shot under my window at 4 a.m.?
14. How big around is my wrist?
15. How many beads are in Jeremiah’s (Beanie’s brother), bracelet that I made him with the American flag and the word “faith?”
Even if you can’t find all the answers at least comment or I will feel stupid.
ALERT! ALERT! Bennifer 2 Comes to Town!
A Jennifer Garner/Ben Affleck siting has rabidly made its way around town. Yes, the new Bennifer was right here on the street I work, less than a block from me and yes, I missed it!!!!!! However, it appears as though Jen had brought the Mr. Affleck home to meet the fam. The clerk at the coffee shop was so excited she short-changed him $10.00. She called the Garner residence and they said to just put it in an envelope and they would spend it the next time around. Big news for such a little place like us. So much for “no comment” from their reps. You heard it here first folks!! Its official now!!
Anything Goes 