I was watching a documentary on the JFK assassination the other night when I got a brilliant idea. I'm going to try and recreate the day that Sherri went out for her jog.
I told my old lady that I needed for her to get me a skin-tight black running outfit with lots of pink highlights, a blond wig with hair that will reach my waist, and some pony tail rubber-bands.
I also told her I would need to borrow her smartphone, earbuds, fit-bit, and wallet.
I can't think of a better way to try and figure out what happened to this woman than to go out and re-create it. Same time of day, same distance from home, same clothing, same evidence to leave scattered at the scene.
Upon hearing of my grand idea, her only reaction was a question. It sounded something like, "Are you drunk, or have you finally completely lost your f @@#***g mind ?
I chose not to answer her question because.......................well, just because. Later I heard her murmuring something in the background about "tights and blond wigs" but I couldn't hear her real clearly, so I'll have to assume it was her getting excited and hopping on board with the idea.
Anyway, after I get all my supplies together and get outfitted, I'll be heading out for a 3 hour jog........yes.....a 3 hour jog. If everything goes as planned, I should be stalked and abducted shortly after running by some tree trimmers around 2'ish while standing in front of a bank of mailboxes as I'm checking the fit-bit. I plan on doing it every single day until I'm abducted and can figure out what may have happened to this nice lady.
BTW---I'll be gone from 11 a.m. until 3 p.m. everyday.......until further notice.