Sometimes I Get Hepped Up and Think I Know a Thing or Two
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City Mouse and Country Mouse, Part II
This morning, we woke at a reasonable hour, put on decent clothes, and walked twenty minutes to church. Last night, The Professor fancied a beer and we had none in the house, so he walked three minutes to Whole Foods to pick up a 12-pack of Red Stripe. A couple of days ago we had no milk for cereal, so on my hurried (late for class) five minute drive to school, I stopped two minutes down the road at the Winn Dixie to grab a cream cheese muffin and mini bottle of Simply Orange, while The Professor put Jack in the stroller, Virgil on the leash, and meandered two blocks…
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Country Mouse and City Mouse, Part I
We spent spring break at my parents’ home in suburban Nashville. After a week nestled in the warm embrace of comfortable Suburban Sprawl, we returned to our apartment in the somewhat grittier Big City of New Orleans, and most of the drive from the former to the latter was spent in discussion about which is a Better Environment for Raising Children. We have drawn no conclusion, and rest easy in the knowledge that this debate is largely moot anyway, since we’ll live where The Professor gets a job and we are pretty much resigned to the fact that we don’t get to pick where that is. However. If there’s one…
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Rubber Duck*
I think the whole stupid world is out to get me today. I’m not normally a negative nelly, but this is the way I roll when I don’t get any sleep, which I haven’t for almost a week now, due to a stupid cold and stupid pollen and how it affects my two year old’s stupid lungs. (I want you to know I almost called him my stupid two year old, but I restrained myself, and for that I deserve a night in a stupid hotel away from his stupid cough.) This is, hands down, the busiest and most stressful week I’ve ever had in law school, and that includes…
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This is NOT about healthcare
I’ve confined my healthcare posts to facebook – where so far I’ve been called an %*(&#^ lawyer who is ruining the country along with the current administration (already! with the #@(*&# lawyer stuff!), as well as been told I must live under a rock, I’m an idiot, a Marxist, and America-hater, and various other fun jollies. So facebook is just a big ball of angry today, and I’m going to park the angry there and leave it there. Though I would like to note for the record that I only write about policy differences, and did not attack a single person’s personal person-ness, if you will, so I deserve a…
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I Have A Secret.
I’m only sharing it with you, my closest friends. I hope you’ll keep it quiet for me, I wouldn’t want it to get around. My secret is – I’m plotting a murder. Shhhhh, don’t tell. Let me give you some background. So where we live – it’s an ok place. Just two houses down to the right, across a busy road from us, is a really nice neighborhood. When we walk the dog, this is the neighborhood we walk through. On our side of the street, the houses are smaller, more poorly built, but the people in them start out pretty nice. Our 2-doors-to-the-right neighbor has…