Larry Mundy's columns are always a hoot, but this one was extraordinary: The Forensic Hotel Housekeeper. A snip:
I am a big fan of all the â€CSIâ€ shows on television â€“ CSI Las Vegas, CSI Miami, CSI New York, CSI East Topeka â€“ and Iâ€™m always fascinated at the high-tech ways the Perfect Crime inevitably unravels under mass-spectrometer analysis, DNA testing, and dusting the whole scene with magic powders. If Sherlock Holmes only had supercomputers and handheld narrow-spectrum light wands, there would have been no crime in London. I find myself looking for clues in the form of discarded fortune-cookie slips or smudges on my car bumper, even though I havenâ€™t found myself in the vicinity of actual wrongdoing for months.
Thatâ€™s why, in my next life, I want to be a hotel housekeeper.
And it just gets better from there.