Snooty Primadona... Crime Solver Extraordinaire

Since the very first Pilot Show for CSI, I have been hooked. Having always been a rather large fan of forensics and Dr. Michael Baden of HBO's "Autopsy" fame, I often envision myself to be a (wannabe) sleuth. I've read every Agatha Christie, Ellery Queen, Andrew Vacchs, Michael Connelly, Issac Asimov, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Carolyn Keene, R. L. Stine, John D. MacDonald, Mickey Spillane, Patricia Cornwell novel, along with a countless list of others.

When the CSI shows made their debut I was instantly addicted and it continued for several years. Then, I slowly began to fall away from network and back into the large array of movie channels' programming, which seemed to pique my interest more at the time, I suppose. It's entirely possible that my fascination began with the Ted Bundy murders, especially since I had unwittingly been within such close proximity at the time of the Aspen (actually Snowmass) tourist victim, Caryn Campbell's death. I was in The Village (Snowmass) at the precise moment Caryn disappeared (same age, same hair color and style, same *type*), no more than 1500 feet from where she disappeared. So, I feel that I have a right to this peculiar obsession. I have never really gotten over all of what happened back then, but I struggle to work through it whenever I feel it creeping into my waking consciousness.

But, I digress and will try to stay with the story I am trying to tell.

Since the Fall Season started I haven't exactly been riveted to many network shows until tonight's episode of CSI Las Vegas. It was humorous, mystifying and engrossing. I can hardly wait for the next episode, which won't be aired for another 2 to 3 weeks. However, I am prepared to give up network all together at this point and I'd like to tell you why.

When I watch a series on one of the movie channels there is no worry when I miss a particular episode because I know it will be shown again, a number of times, throughout the following week of its initial airing. Obviously, this doesn't occur on network TV. I also don't have the aggravation of annoying commercials, which appeals to me a great deal.

Call me crazy, but I have this insane compulsion to absorb all the facts and details of various cases that I possibly can, just in case I am ever confronted with a harmful or possible kidnap situation.

Oh Sure. Like I could remember any of those intricate details. What? Am I crazy? There are some days I can barely remember my list of things to do with my list sitting directly in front of me. Maybe I'll just go watch old reruns on the other channels that do the rerun thing, since I probably won't remember I've seen the show until the very end anyway.

Signed,

Snooty, Crime Solver Extraordinaire (in my own mind, at least)