This has been a pretty boring/slow week.  Aside from taking Patriots Day off, I've done absolutely nothing.  The crap weather hasn't really inspired me to go out and run.

Tuesday night I got home from work and made a few phone calls.  First I talked to my grandmother.  I call her about once a week, sometimes twice if she's lucky.  She didn't have any thing new to tell me and I didn't have anything new to tell her.  Tuesday was the day that they caught the Craigslist Killer.  Because the guy is from Boston, it automatically became a topic for discussion.  My grandmother asked me if I was worried.  "About what?", I asked.  It's unbelievable.  She told me that when the police caught him he was on his way to Connecticut.

Then I talked to my mom.  The exact same conversation.  "Isn't that scary?" my mom asked.  "No mom, it's not".  And do you know why it's not scary?  BECAUSE I AM NOT GIVING EROTIC MASSAGES IN HOTEL ROOMS.  I hope this guy goes away for a long long time for making me have this ridiculous conversation twice in one night.