While on a week-long campout, in a lonely campground, in the bleakness of late February, reading Truman Capote's In Cold Blood almost made me puke. I was able to get a TV signal, just barely, and also discovered two escaped convicts were on the loose somewhere within 20 miles of the campground. No kidding.
I had to close the book and watch something funny in the DVD. Didn't open it again until I got home a week later. Just to know such evil really does exist in the world....geesh, I'm goin' to lunch now and try to think about the beach or something.
I had to close the book and watch something funny in the DVD. Didn't open it again until I got home a week later. Just to know such evil really does exist in the world....geesh, I'm goin' to lunch now and try to think about the beach or something.