4/3/2008 Murder March

Yesterday my uber-pregnant friend and neighbor called me and asked me about the helicopters swarming above our neighborhood. Before she mentioned it I hadn’t really noticed them, as we live a stone’s throw away from a busy, little airport. After she called I noticed the craft, and it ended up flying around our air all day long, well into the night. No one knew what was going on. Normally when there’s a helicopter making rounds like that it is indicative of breaking news of some sort; fires, crashes, emergencies and stuff like that, but none of the local news web pages mentioned anything about it, so I thought someone was going for a world record or something.
As it turns out a body was recovered floating in the river at the park where I go running and take Fox to play; it is less than a mile from my house.
body recovered at Island Home park
Look how pretty it is:

I guess it is natural to find dead, floating things in rivers, but a few weeks ago there was another body found closer to downtown:
recovered body identified
This man was recovered and id-ed, but the body found yesterday has not been, and there are no leads on either case regarding the nature of their deaths, but judging by the airel patrol there must be someone on the loose.
Another close-to-home tragedy is the murder of 24-year-old Carrie Daugherty who was a server at our Barley’s location. The guy who killed her was her roommate’s boyfriend, and she had expressed her suspicion of his sanity, and of her concern that he might one day kill her.

murder

On a lighter note, last night our neighbor Karen told us that Lee said that he was Ashton Kutcher’s daddy. No details. And that he beat up Fidel Castro, then had to fly to New Jersey to disarm a bomb Fidel had planted there. He also told her that he was once arrested (very likely) and while he was being detained in the car the officer left the heat on full blast. Lee was uncomfortable so he called on his Apache spirits who came to the car, broke the arms of a bunch of people, then let Lee out of the car. They were invisible, as spirits are, and later Lee was at the Kenjo gas station waiting in line when he noticed an officer behind him in line with a broken arm, so he let him have fronts.
Lee wows the entire street with his fantastic narratives.