It goes on too long but there's some great stuff here.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Earlier this week my daughter came home with one of those paper cube things girls in school used to make to tell your fortune by asking you questions and flit-flit-flitting the thing back and forth with their fingers to get the answer, which was usually something like "You're gonna marry [name of unfortunate-looking classmate]," followed by hysterical giggling. [I have since learned that these things are called cootie catchers. Which makes no sense whatsoever, but okay.] She wanted to try it on me, and I agreed, because I rule as a dad.
K: Pick a number between three and six.
K: (flit-flit-flit-flit-flit-flit). Okay, pick a color.
K: No green. Orange, purple, pink or black.
ME: Those are terrible choices.
K (annoyed): Just say black.
ME: No. Purple.
K: (flit-flit-flit-flit) Now pick a berry.
ME: A what? A berry?
K: (impatient) Yes! You know, like, strawberry. Duh!
K: There's no strawberry. Blueberry, raspberry, blackberry or boysenberry.
ME: Boysenberry?! Who made this thing?
K: Just pick one!
K: (flit-flit-flit-flit-flit) Okay, here's your fortune. (opens flap to read) You will be eaten by wolves.
I demanded a do-over, of course, and got a new fortune: "You stink."
I asked the girl what other answers I missed out on, and she read them off to me:
"You will get a pet someday." Not pet wolves I hope.
"You will eat pie today." I wish.
"You will win 1000 bucks." I wish!
"You will 'droun' in the pool." Hopefully before I watch you flunk spelling.
"You pooped in your pants." Yes, right after you told me about the wolves.
That's seven answers. She wouldn't tell me the last one, and when I tried to read it off the paper, she snatched it away, crumpled it into a ball and ran off. Must be good, whatever it was.
His last words: "Hey, this looks like a good house to rob."
From ABC News.
Okla. Woman Shoots, Kills Intruder: 911 Operators Say It's OK to Shoot
A young Oklahoma mother shot and killed an intruder to protect her 3-month-old baby on New Year's Eve, less than a week after the baby's father died of cancer.
Sarah McKinley says that a week earlier a man named Justin Martin dropped by on the day of her husband's funeral, claiming that he was a neighbor who wanted to say hello. The 18-year-old Oklahoma City area woman did not let him into her home that day.
On New Year's Eve Martin returned with another man, Dustin Stewart, and this time was armed with a 12-inch hunting knife. The two soon began trying to break into McKinley's home.
As one of the men was going from door to door outside her home trying to gain entry, McKinley called 911 and grabbed her 12-gauge shotgun.
McKinley told ABC News Oklahoma City affiliate KOCO that she quickly got her 12 gauge, went into her bedroom and got a pistol, put the bottle in the baby's mouth and called 911.
"I've got two guns in my hand -- is it okay to shoot him if he comes in this door?" the young mother asked the 911 dispatcher. "I'm here by myself with my infant baby, can I please get a dispatcher out here immediately?"
The 911 dispatcher confirmed with McKinley that the doors to her home were locked as she asked again if it was okay to shoot the intruder if he were to come through her door.
"I can't tell you that you can do that but you do what you have to do to protect your baby," the dispatcher told her. McKinley was on the phone with 911 for a total of 21 minutes.
When Martin kicked in the door and came after her with the knife, the teen mom shot and killed the 24-year-old. Police are calling the shooting justified.
"You're allowed to shoot an unauthorized person that is in your home. The law provides you the remedy, and sanctions the use of deadly force," Det. Dan Huff of the Blanchard police said.
Stewart soon turned himself in to police.
McKinley said that she was at home alone with her newborn that night because her husband just died of cancer on Christmas Day.
"I wouldn't have done it, but it was my son," McKinley told ABC News Oklahoma City affiliate KOCO.
"It's not an easy decision to make, but it was either going to be him or my son. And it wasn't going to be my son. There's nothing more dangerous than a woman with a child."