Blogazon mythology

My boss went to a reception for a departing former colleague a few floors below. Upon her return she said she ran into someone who knows me and my family. This person told her that I retook the SAT because I was five points shy of a perfect score.

Um...flattering, but no. If I got a 1595 on the SAT back in 1993, I would not have taken it again. Also, I thought the SAT was scored in 10 point increments. I was not that anal back in high school, and I have certainly mellowed since then. The toughest job I'll ever love ruined my work ethic for good. I couldn't even bring myself to study for the LSAT beyond a few practice exams, and look where it got me.

Próximo Viaje

May 18 - 28. Bought the ticket. I am ready to hike on rain forest covered volcanoes, sit on a beach, and eat/drink in a restaurant owned by a friend wey bi di suffah soteh with me.

procrastination pays

That is today's lesson. I've always known this to be true, but my belief was reinforced this morning when I finally got around to writing a section on a brief that I've postponed for about a month.

And good thing I waited, too. A SCOTUS opinion released on Monday resolved a split in the circuits and gave me an awesome, one-sentence-totally-on-point citation for what would have been a page or two of goo. Had I worked on this earlier, I would have wasted at least half a day.

authors

I heard on NPR this morning that Ryszard Kapuściński, one of my favorite authors, died yesterday. Kapuściński covered much of the developing world while working as a the only foreign correspondent for the Polish Press Agency. During this time he gathered great material for many novels. If you want something to read, check out the The Shadow of the Sun, which is probably my favorite book of his.

Speaking of authors, I am now published. The article I submitted to a certain IP journal finally went to press. The publisher sent me a bunch of copies which were waiting for me on my doorstep yesterday. I thought the heavy box with the unrecognizable return address was a bomb. But who would want to blow me up? I didn't realize that being a presidential candidate would be so hazardous this early on.

I'm in.

With the field of 2008 presidential candidates expanding by four this past week, today I announce that I too am in, and I'm in it to win.*

I've started a presidential exploratory committee to lock up donors. Checks made payable to "Blogazon" can be sent to my home address. With your help, we can build a safe and prosperous new America for the 21st century.


*I won't let a silly thing like the age requirement of Article II, § 1 of the Constitution get in the way. After all, the current President has made it quite clear that the Constitution doesn't matter.

Locker room etiquette

I work out at the Downtown Y most weekdays. One of my locker neighbors is totally fine - I say hi, he says hi, we chit chat a bit (or not) and everything is fine. My other locker neighbor is a boor.

He's in his late 60's, has a craggly beard, doesn't have a good body, and constantly walks around butt naked. And he talks a lot. I added him to my very lengthy shit list when I overheard him say how right after 9-11 he went up to Rep. Johnson at their church to say that the terrorist attacks were a sign of the impending Apocalypse (Rep. Johnson agreed). Because of this incident, I believe he is one of W's "base" voters, so I automatically don't like him.

Today, he moved up a little higher on my shit list. He left his soaking dirty towel in front of his locker, so close to mine that I had to touch it. And then he told a stupid joke whose punch line involved a German insulting a Chinese about a Jewish surname. During the time I entered, changed, put my stuff away, and headed out, he was naked and talking.

Just thought I'd share.

Thank you, bad weather

I haven’t posted in a while because (1) my life is kind of boring and (2) I’ve been swamped at work preparing for the trial of a case that shouldn’t have been in federal court for the past two and a half years. The trial was supposed to start on Monday, but thanks to the horrendous weather here and the inability to have a pretrial conference, the trial has been postponed for a month! Yippee!

Now if only I could be my 3-day weekend back.

In other news, I’m contemplating a trip in May to a certain isthmus, but not before this opens.