CSI, Here I Come.
So I started working on my first murder case tonight in my biology lab, and it is much harder than I anticipated. I worked with DNA, people. Real. live. DNA. The DNA was obtained from 2 of my classmates, Lesley (my lab partner, go figure), and Rogelio. Now I have to figure out which one of them shanked my teacher. His name is Fritz. “Fritz” doesn’t sound very teachery, does it? Pardon me, I digress. The point is that Fritz was offed and it’s up to me to figure out which one of these yahoos did it.
So, who killed the teacher? And was it with a candlestick in the kitchen, or a rope in the library? I suppose you can’t very well be shanked by a rope now, can you? Simple crime-solving techniques would indicate that stab wounds and gushing blood were most likely NOT caused by a rope. And certainly not in the library. Maybe this crime solving business isn’t really THAT hard.
We’ve only just begun (cue Karen Carpenter) solving the crime by separating the DNA and mixing them each with an enzyme here, a dye there. Now the class is finally getting good. Throw in a little crime and some blood, and I’m hooked.
Speaking of crime shows and news magazines, there is nothing better than a good ‘Whodunnit’ show to get me all worked up. I mean, seriously. How much 48 Hours Mystery can one person take before he or she (in this case, she) goes mad or gets tired of the same old somebody-was-murdered-and-we-think-it-might -be-this-guy-but-then-there’s-this-other-evidence-that-suggests-it-might-be-this-guy business? That’s just it. There can never be enough or too much. They might as well call it 480 Million Hours Mystery, because that’s just about how many hours I could watch those shows on end.
And it’s all going to come in handy about 7 days from now when I have to go back to Bio Lab and draw my conclusion based on the cold hard facts of DNA. You can’t argue with science, people.
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