Never Suck A Dead Man's Hand: Curious Adventures of a CSI

by Dana Kollmann | Biographies & Memoirs |
ISBN: 9780806528236 Global Overview for this book
Registered by winginnaewing of Aurora, Colorado USA on 2/23/2010
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Journal Entry 1 by winginnaewing from Aurora, Colorado USA on Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I read this book in a ring ring copy and enjoyed it so much, I knew I had to pick up a copy to send around the lab. Well, I picked up two -- Here is the link to the other one.

Below are my comments from the copy I read:
I did enjoy the tales Dana had to share -- although many of them were her own dang fault (the cockroaches falling on her head is still creeping me out though) -- I marked a few things near the beginning with sticky notes, but quickly stopped, as I would have marked most of the book.

But, the things I did mark are:
on page xii - i didn't get very far before something struck me...

"the Fourth of July fireworks to take me back to the time when they misfired and landed in a crowd of spectators" -- she is talking about why she left, and what she will get back -- that fireworks will just be pretty...so, the fourth of July that strikes me is...i was working with my good friend Wendy J, and we got a call, just after we had watched the fireworks the city we work for so nicely send off every year -- I was headed to a local park where a shooting (and come to find out a death) had occurred -- while I was heading out in the crazy traffic around the department (lots of people come to watch the fireworks), she got the call to head over to where they had been shooting of the explosives, to photograph the injuries caused when one of the fireworks didn't go up, but out.

Second thing I marked...on page xv.. she is talking about her polygraph experience. I have had three (one for dispatch at the college police, one for dispatch at the city, and one for the lab at the city) -- and well, they aren't like they show on TV. Her story was good -- and my stolen things were grapes at the grocery store...and my polygrapher almost forgot to say "except what we have talked about", and I started to look at him (you aren't supposed to do that) -- and then he remembered. what fun they are...might be the reason I have stayed where I am for 11 years, I don't want to take another one :-).

The third thing I marked is on page 1, the first paragraph of her first chapter. NO -- no I don't watch CSI, no I can't get fingerprints off a rock, and no, I won't show you my gross pictures (that last one is mine...and it comes from a few close friends who really wanted to see my book -- I have collected some pictures and their stories for when I go and "teach" about what I do -- out of the three who wanted to see them, only one (an OR nurse) was able to handle them all -- trust me, you don't want to see them...:-)

Okay, that was all I marked, I would have kept on, but, as you can tell, I already have a few stories....so, to end this overly long journal entry, I thought I would tell my favorite story -- I call it "The Samurai brothers"

I got called to an apartment because there was a large amount of blood. The officers didn't think there was anything criminal, but --

now my thoughts are, a lot of blood...right. usually that means a few drops in several locations and the officers are screaming "there is blood everywhere" -- and while they may be accurate, it is not a lot of blood. Now this scene -- now that was a lot of blood. There was blood all over the linoleum in the kitchen, in the dining area, on the carpet...it really was everywhere and there was a lot of it. Looked like someone had been killed on the kitchen table.

Here is how it happened...two young men (in their 20's) were drinking and having a good time. They decided they would like to be blood brothers -- but they didn't want to just use a pocket knife....so they pulled out the Samurai sword on display in the living room. Boy #1 cuts his arm with the SHARP sword, and hands the knife to Boy #2. Boy #2 cuts his arm. Boy #1 says "Hey, you cut yourself deeper, give me the sword" and Boy #1 cuts himself again. Boy #2 says "Hey, you have two cuts, give me the sword" and cuts himself again. this goes back and forth for a bit before one of them decides there is too much blood and calls for an ambulance. Surprisingly, neither of these lovely young men would let me photograph them when I got to the hospital,in fact they were quite irate. sigh.

Journal Entry 2 by winginnaewing at Aurora, Colorado USA on Friday, October 15, 2010
This copy went around the lab, it was mostly well received. It is not being added to the lab's library.

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