If you have ever spent any time at my parents' house, you know that you cannot ever be entirely sure which direction the conversation might take.
It's just how it is.
We spent some time with them this past weekend. Most of the rest of the weekend we were immersed in Dexter.
Nick and I had been watching recent episodes, but finally ordered the first season. We watched about seven hours of serial killing. In two seatings. Me, I'd have done it all at once.
I can't watch the parts where he's slicing people, and I leave the room in the really stressful moments. But other than that, I love how well done it is.
So my parents reported that at our suggestion, they'd watched the first episode, and then couldn't bear it. My father, in partciular, is horrified we're so riveted.
He said, "You know what it reminds me of?"
Most people, they might say it reminded them of something they'd read in the paper, or a movie they saw, or whatever.
"When I was in Vietnam, the North Vietnamese would skin people alive and then they'd turn up at our hospital for us to treat. That's what your show reminds me of."
Because really, what else can you say?
Betty, on the other hand, was all, "How do you know?"
"How do you know what?"
"How do you know if you're a serial killer?"
Besides murdering someone, Rosebud?
"Well, for one thing, you'd probably have to start by killing people. And they have to fit a pattern. Why?"
"Virginia power is going to cut down all trees within 35 feet of their stupid power lines!"
"Can you stop them?"
She stopped them before - years ago - with a neighborhood petition. First, my adorable, tiny little mother followed tree-marking individuals around harassing them. Then she got a petition going. They saved all the trees on the street.
You cannot mess with the Truffala Trees.
She is definitely the Lorax.
"No! And they marked that nice birch on the parkland! I asked those horrible men if they know how long it takes for birch to grow! They don't care!"
"Fucking Virginia power."
Betty is all, "Exactly!"
While my dad is more, "Lisa! Language?"
While I have full faith that telling those men what jerks they are to the trees is as violent as Betty gets, I'd just like to clarify - if you kill a bunch of people in one go, it's mass murder, right? While serial killing would be one by one?