[about the author]
i actually like speaking in front of large crowds. freakish,
i work crossword puzzles in ink.
i am the american nigella lawson. or maybe the american eddie
izzard. can't decide, really.
i would be a really good mom, but i'm cool with being a really
i am sometimes more perceptive than i would like to be.
i am fiercely loyal. sometimes, stupidly so.
i never play dumb. never.
i am way too hard on myself.
i am a change agent.
i sometimes cross that fine line between assertive and aggressive.
i am not afraid to tell people that i love them.
i am militantly pro-choice.
i am pro-adoption.
i know a little bit about alot of things.
i typically enjoy the company of men more than women.
i am capable of being really mean and nasty, but i fight it.
i am a lifelong cubs fan. do not laugh.
i have been known to hold a grudge.
i have hips.
i am not my sister.
i am lousy at forgiving myself.
i am an indoor kind of gal.
i am a bargain shopper. to the point of obsession.
i am 32 flavors. and then some.
i don't feel very snarky today
today i was going to post another snarky-yet-true piece – why i don’t read horoscopes, pt. ii.
but i don’t really feel like it.
my personal life has been turmoil and drama lately, and i hate my job with a formidable passion. so, i decided to take a mental health day yesterday. decompress. get my hair cut. walk to the gym or the movie theater or target. just have a normal day, enjoying the unusually warm weather.
but, i just so happen to live in montgomery county, maryland.
so, instead, i spent my day yesterday scared to go outside, glued to my television.
for those of you who don’t know, montgomery county was the scene of a stunning string of killings yesterday in which average people were hunted on the streets as they went about their daily lives. they were hunted by a man with a high-powered rifle and breathtaking accuracy. a man with no face.
in 16 hours, five people were senselessly murdered by a madman who is still roaming our streets.
on wednesday at about 6:04 pm, james martin was leaving the grocery store, loaded with bags. while crossing the parking lot, he was shot once. he was dead before the police, who came running to the scene from the police station across the street, arrived. according to witnesses and the review of the security tapes from the shopping center parking lot, no one approached mr. martin. there was no altercation. no vehicle was in close proximity to him. mr. martin was 55 years old.
then, as best as anyone can tell, the murderer went home and got a good night’s sleep. he had a big day ahead of him.
yesterday morning at 7:41 am, sonny buchanan was cutting the grass at a local business which is located on rockville pike. rockville pike is one of the busiest roads in montgomery county. a single shot was fired. mr. buchanan was hit just below his heart. he staggered about 200 feet before he fell to the ground and died.
30 minutes later, 54-year-old premkumar walekar was filling up his cab with gas to start his work day. with one shot, mr. walekar dropped to the ground. he died at the scene.
25 minutes later, sarah ramos was sitting on a bench, reading a book and waiting for the bus. she was 34. she was shot once in the head and died immediately.
75 minutes later, lori lewis rivera, 25, pulled into a gas station to vacuum out her mini-van. the station was busy, but, it was mrs. rivera who was shot once, in the chest. she died at the scene. her mini-van had two child seats in it.
i don’t know what to say about all of this. these were just ordinary people, going about their everyday lives. they were white, hispanic, indian; they ranged in age from 25 to 55; parents, wives, husbands.
their deaths are the very definition of senseless violence.
they were all gunned down from a distance – they never saw their murderer’s face, never heard his voice. this coward is hiding behind an incredibly accurate and high-powered rifle – the kind that the nra says is necessary so that skilled hunters have the most accurate weaponry available.
you can't argue with the nra. after all, five shots, five dead targets. looks like this skilled hunter got his hands on the perfect weapon. and it’s open season on average americans.
the police have little or no information. no real leads. they don’t even have a description to offer to the public.
i don't know what to say.
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