Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

Last night, somewhere in the middle of the fourth quarter, I looked at the man I was standing next to and said “I think we could win this.”   A smoker walked in from the front stoop to report that she’d seen an enormous, tough-looking black guy in a football jersey standing on the neighboring…

The city is in uproar.  It’s insane, and really fun, and slightly disconcerting to be a part of this.  My  next statement is not meant to imply that New Orleans has the greatest fans in the land, by any means.  But nobody, I’m telling you, no city in this country could possibly be as excited…

I want to weigh this book.  I think it weighs more than Jack.  Can books weigh over 35 pounds?  Is that ridiculous?  If I go into early labor from the stress of trying to manage this behemoth, can I sue the textbook printer?  Or the editors, for being so long-winded?  Also, is it humanly possible…

I’m 20 weeks today, which means I’m halfway through this pregnancy.  Woot.   We attended oral arguments today for two cases in the Fifth circuit court of appeals, and I’m pleased to say I really found it interesting.  Remember, I’m doing this law school thing while crossing my fingers that I actually end up liking…

Big boy, you get funnier every day. You dance like a fool, feed your bear your dinner, and delight in movies. You finally have learned to say Juice when you want juice, and Down when you want down, which is a step in the right direction. I think you’re learning that words make the world…