As you may or may not know, I frequent CNN.com; I don't watch the news, so besides the newspaper, it's my only source of worldly knowledge outside my smelly, ol' dorm room.

As a criminology major (yeah, I'm changing it, I know -- but there really is no money in that field), I've always been fascinated with serial killers and how their mind works. Don't be worried, I don't find it "cool" and it's not because I have twisted thoughts of being on myself, but if you read the stories of serial killers such as Ted Bundy, the Zodiac killer, or Ed Gein (a old, kind, mild mannered man, who made clothes from human skin and inspired the Silence of the Lambs), you too may find yourself extremely interested.

You wonder a lot: what goes through these people's minds? How are they different than us? Why do they lust for the power of taking someone's life with their own hands? You have your killers who hear voices. You have the killers who don't want to murder, but they cannot seem to stop. You have the killers that strike maybe once every few years, whenever the urge hits. There are the ones that kill without any remorse whatsoever.

Since I'm not really getting anywhere, on to my point. Recently a man in Purcell, Oklahoma was arrested for the murder of a young 10-year old girl. When the FBI began to search his apartment, Underwood simply said, "Go ahead and arrest me. She is in there. I chopped her up."

Her naked body was in the tub along with a towel soaked in blood. Deep saw marks were on her neck, although it had not been completely dismembered.

"Regarding a potential motive," said Purcell Police Chief David Tompkins, "this appears to have been part of a plan to kidnap a person, rape them, torture them, kill them, cut off their head, drain the body of blood, rape the corpse, eat the corpse then dispose of the organs and bones."

He was, of course, described as a "wonderful boy," quiet, "boring," and trustworthy. I think you've read enough of what I have to say. Why not what he has to say?

Kevin Underwood has had a blog since 2002.


I'm in the process of reading it. Does he seem any different than other other person we know? Not really. It's obviously he was depressed by some of his entries, but he seems just like anyone else I know -- which is the creepiest and most frightening part.

If you're interested and what to know what goes on in the mind of a murderer... a man with plans of eating another human... a child... read it here. Make sure you check out his profile too, where you can see that on the outside, he doesn't seem so much different than you or I.



One small piece from his blog a while back, that served as a warning to his unstable mind:

"For example, my fantasies are just getting weirder and weirder. Dangerously weird," he wrote. "If people knew the kinds of things I think about anymore, I'd probably be locked away. No probably about it, I know I would be."


* Note: Trust me when I say, an opportunity to read personal writings and thoughts for over 3 years from a murderer like this is a very, very rare occurance.

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You know, I'm a pretty easy going guy. I don't get upset too often or too easy, and I credit myself with not often complaining about stuff I'm not really educated on. Well, that's about to change. I don't really know much about Exxon, oil, and the politics behind it. I do know that we are *not* fighting the war in Middle East for oil (yes, I know this, I don't think it), and know now that this has nothing to do with that. What it has to do with is greedy company executives.

ABC News reports that Exxon Chairman, Lee Raymond, is getting one of the largest retirment packages in US history: nearly $400 million dollars, which includes a "pension, stock options and other perks, such as a $1 million consulting deal, two years of home security, personal security, a car and driver, and use of a corporate jet for professional purposes."

Okay, okay, okay. This guy is already a multi-millionaire. He pulled in a $51.1 million paycheck in 2005 alone, which is "equivalent to $141,000 a day, nearly $6,000 an hour." To put this in perspective, I made $5.35 an hour last summer working at FilmFest Videos. For me to make what this guy made in one hour, I would have had to have worked 1,121 hours (or nearly 48 days non-stop). I also do not get free home security nor do I have a personal car, driver or jet.

This is for the guy who told Congress last November that the high gas prices were because of global supply and demand.

"We're all in this together, everywhere in the world," he told Congress.

We are, eh? Well, Mr. Raymond, you could easily sacrifice you're entire retirement fund of $400 million dollars to various charities and organizations, and still live like a king for the rest of your life, as would your kids and your kid's kids and so on.

A few years ago, the company was only making $0.05 per gallon of gas. Some reports indicate that the company is now making $0.20 per gallon. Where is this extra cash going?

Right into this old fart's pocket.

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I like movie quotes. I'm a quote kind of guy. I enjoy them and they enjoy me, so it works out for both of us. Well, I had a bunch of my favorite quotes in an earlier post, that I highly recommend checking out. Anyway, here are a bunch more of quotes that I really enjoy. For a good time, pull up a chair, grab a root beer, and read through 'em all.


Princess Leia: Why, you stuck up,half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf-herder.
Han Solo: Who's scruffy-looking?
The Empire Strikes Back

District Attorney: And that also is very convenient, isn't it, Mr. Dufresne?
Andy: Since I am innocent of this crime, I find it decidedly INCONVENIENT that the gun was never found.
The Shawshank Redemption

Andy: The funny thing is - on the outside, I was an honest man, straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a crook.
The Shawshank Redemption

Kambei: The farmers have won. Not us.
Seven Samurai

Verbal: The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.
The Usual Suspects

Ethan: That'll be the day.
The Searchers

Frank: How can you trust a man who wears both a belt and suspenders? The man can't even trust his own pants.
Once Upon a Time in the West

Frank: Who are you?
Harmonica: Jim Cooper, Chuck Youngblood.
Frank: More dead men.
Harmonica: They were all alive until they met you, Frank.
Once Upon a Time in the West


Lester Burnham: Look at me, jerking off in the shower... This will be the high point of my day; it's all downhill from here.
American Beauty

Carolyn Burnham: Uh Buddy, this is my...
Lester Burnham: Her husband. We've met before, but something tells me you're going to remember me this time.
American Beauty

Sam Spade: When you're slapped, you'll take it and like it.
The Maltese Falcon

Sam Spade: Don't be too sure I'm as crooked as I'm supposed to be.
The Maltese Falcon

Jack: Darling. Light, of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. You didn't let me finish my sentence. I said, I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just gonna bash your brains in.
The Shining

Forrest: Lieutenant Dan, what are you doing here?
Lieutenant Dan: I'm here to try out my sea legs.
Forrest: But you ain't got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.
Forrest Gump

Forrest: That's all I have to say about that.
Forrest Gump

Henry Gondorff: Glad to meet you, kid, you're a real horse's ass. Is Lonnegan after you too?
Johnny Hooker: I dunno... I ain't seen anybody.
Henry Gondorff: You never do, kid.
The Sting

George McFly: Lou. Give me a milk... [dramatic pause] Chocolate.
Back to the Future

Luke: Dyin'? Boy, he can have this little life any time he wants to. Do ya hear that? Are ya hearin' it? Come on. You're welcome to it, ol' timer. Let me know you're up there. Come on. Love me, hate me, kill me, anything. Just let me know it. [pause] I'm just standin' in the rain talkin' to myself.
Cool Hand Luke

Max: You'll live with the stink of the streets all your life.
Noodles: I like the stink of the streets. It cleans out my lungs. And it gives me a hard-on.
Once Upon a Time in America

Bert Gordon: You got talent.
Fast Eddie: I got talent? So what beat me?
Bert Gordon: Character.
The Hustler

The Dude: That rug really tied the room together.
The Big Lewboski

Ash: Shop Smart. Shop S-Mart.
Army of Darkness

Mike: Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
Rounders

Mike: Why do you think the same five guys make it to the final table of the World Series of Poker EVERY YEAR? What, are they the luckiest guys in Las Vegas?
Rounders

Mike: The game is no limit hold 'em. The Cadillac of poker.
Rounders

Karl: I like them French fried potaters.
Sling Blade

Karl: I learned to read some. I read the Bible quite a bit. I can't understand all of it, but I reckon I understand a good deal of it. Them stories you and Mama told me ain't in there. You ought not done that to your boy. I studied on killing you. Studied on it quite a bit. But I reckon there ain't no need for it if all you're gonna do is sit there in that chair. You'll be dead soon enough and the world 'll be shut of ya. You ought not killed my little brother, he should've had a chance to grow up. He woulda had fun some time.
Sling Blade

Harry: I can't believe we drove around all day, and there's not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip!
Lloyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week.
Dumb and Dumber

Lloyd: Mary... I desperately wanna make love to a school boy.
Dumb and Dumber

Harry: Yeah I called her up, she gave me a bunch of crap about me not listening to her, or something, I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention.
Dumb and Dumber

Lloyd: Why you going to the airport, flying somewhere?
Mary: How'd you guess?
Lloyd: I saw your luggage, then when I noticed the airline ticket I put 2 and 2 together.
Dumber and Dumber

Peter: So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life.
Office Space

Dr Ray Stantz: Where do these stairs go?
Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up.
Ghostbusters

Dana: That's the bedroom, but nothing ever happened in there.
Dr. Peter Venkman: What a crime.
Ghostbusters

Michael: Fredo, you're my older brother, and I love you. But don't ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever.
The Godfather

Don Corleone: I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse.
The Godfather

Josey Wales: Are you gonna pull those pistols or whistle Dixie?
The Outlaw Josey Wales

Jamie: You can't get 'em all, Josie.
Josey Wales: That's a fact.
Jamie: How come you're doing this, then?
Josey Wales: Because I ain't got nothin' better to do.
The Outlaw Josey Wales

McMurphy: I'm a goddamn marvel of modern science.
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

McMurphy: (pretending to watch the World Series on the TV) Someone get me a fucking wiener before I die!
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

Stacy: Open it.
Wayne Campbell: What is it?
Stacy: It's a gun rack.
Wayne Campbell: A gun rack... a gun rack. I don't even own *a* gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. What am I gonna do... with a gun rack?
Stacy: You don't like it? Fine. You know Wayne, if you're not careful, you're going to lose me.
Wayne Campbell: I lost you 2 months ago. We broke up. Are you mental?
Wayne's World

Wayne: She will be mine. Oh, yes - she will be mine.
Wayne's World

Honey Horne: So, would you like to have dinner one night?
Garth: Oh, I like to have dinner every night.
Wayne's World 2

Honey Horne: Take me, Garth!
Garth: Where? I'm low on gas and you need a jacket.
Wayne's World 2

Thornhill: In the world of advertising, there's no such thing as a lie. There's only expedient exaggeration.
North by Northwest

Travis Bickle: Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.
Taxi Driver

Travis Bickle: Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.
Taxi Driver

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Word around the block is that some dude in Malaysia has been hit with a $218 trillion dollar phone bill. You can't make this stuff up, folks.

Yahaya Wahab disconnected his father's cell phone after his death, but a few months later received the massive bill in the mail, saying he best pay up within 10 days or face prosecution. When he read the bill, he nearly fainted.

"If the company wants to seek legal action as mentioned in the letter, I'm ready to face it," Yahaya says. "In fact, I can't wait to face it."


You know what Yahaya, you're nothing but a little punk. You use your dad's cell phone, calling your hunny bunny probably every chance you get, even when you know you're over your minutes. Then when you get a little bill, you whine and gripe and complain about it, just because you're too lazy to get a job to pay it off. Seriously, quit being such a punk and go get a job. If you can work for ten dollars an hour, all you have to do is work 2,488,584,474.89 days straight without a break and you can pay that off.

Idiot.

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Well, my hard drive failed. What's that mean? Well, I lost just about everything, which is a real shame. A real, real shame. So, I'm out a few hundred bucks from buying a new hard drive and a copy of Windows XP, which I haven't received yet (I'm on a computer at my college's lab). I also have my Army ROTC Field Training this weekend, so I probably won't be back with a good juicy post until next week.

Sigh.

It's not even the money though. It's the fact I lost everything that really bugs me. A year and a half old hard drive should not fail. I'd call my lawyers, but I had to fire them to pay for my new hard drive.

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