The news gods had mercy on my tortured soul Sunday. No reporter to work with and no big news. My one story was about as far from serial killing as you can get.
Halloween dog show in Burbank. The proceeds go to a worthy cause and the people who came out seemed to be enjoying themselves.
I take my job seriously (no, really) and try not to feel too deprived if I don't get the top story of the day. There's always happiness and laughter somewhere in the world.
Sometimes it's sad pathetic embarrassed laughter, but I'll take what I can get.