When stories strike you as funny.

Two stories that are in the newspaper have a strange resonance for me. I had a very good friend who had a very troubled marriage. He was always fighting with his wife and she always did stuff to screw him up. I remember he got a new job working on Wall St and invited everyone over his new house for a barbecue and his wife didn't show up. It was totally embarrassing. She was always dogging him and fighting with his mom and his family. It was a horror show.

So when we would go out for a drink he would always kid around about how he wanted to kill her and had to find out the best way to dispose of the body. We would laugh and joke and a lot of the guys in the bar would chime in with suggestions. Since a lot of the time this was in Codys and most of the other guys were cops and court officers they came up with some good suggestions. The final consensus was that to dispose of the body you should put it in a vat of acid that would destroy all the forensic evidence. This was in the '80's long before all that CSI crap on TV.

So today I was reading that one of John Gotti's henchman is on trail for disposing of the body of the guy who ran over Gotti's kid by chopping him up and putting him in a vat of acid. Funny right. But it gets better.

The way my friend and his wife reconciled was that she got a bad kidney disease and needed a transplant. Even though they were not much of a match my friend gave her his kidney and they more or less reconciled. Just like the couple in the news. Except that couple is getting a divorce and the husband wants the kidney back. Good luck with that one.

I would just worry if that guy bought a oil drum and a lot of old car batteries. Just sayn'