The Truth About Insurance

No, it won't set you free. Gone are the days of low deductible insurance where everything you screw up is taken care of and your friendly Allstate man is there with his big ass hand to let you down safely. Not to pick on any one company, but the Rock is not such a solid place anymore.

As they tought me in that mysical place known as college, you might not want to report each and every loss that comes you way. Whenever you report a loss, you have to pay a deductible and generally your premium goes up..forever. So, I won't be reporting this loss. As a general rule, I insure against high magnitued, remote risks. The higher the magnitude, the more likely I am to file a claim. This is something I will probably do 5-10 times in my life. With 10 being a reall high number. (and yes, i'm knocking against the desk right now) However, for some low grade criminal crap, I probably will "self-insure" which means I'll eat the loss and keep paying my relatively low insurance premuims.

probably more than anyone wanted to hear on that, but people keep thinking my insurance will pay and that just ain't so.

Theived, Tired & Frustrated

Well, I started work last week. Its going pretty well. I like the co-workers, and enjoy the kind of work we do. What I did not enjoy was getting my lap-top and leather bag stolen yesterday in atlanta. Nor did i enjoy that the asshole knocked out the window of my co-worker who was kind enough to drive us both to this very early meeting.

so, work is going well, I'm moving through the system. and well, I don't have a laptop anymore.

Retail Therapy at No Cost

So, when the wifey and I moved into our home here, we never really unpacked all our stuff. In fact, we shoved it up in the attic and never really thought about it again. Until I had to pull a good bit of it out for the alarm installation. So, after that, we took advantage of the tenant's absence and started up the cleaning. An unknown quantity of trash later, we have so much "new" stuff.

After throwing stuff out, we started to discover stuff that was never unpacked. 7 soup bowls, ceramic vase, ceramic decorative things, the infamous red orb, wifey's foot bath, my compute flight yoke, serving piceces, pictures, you name it, it was up there. Wow. It was so much fun to go shop in your won house.

So i urge all my three faithful readers to go clean out some of those boxes you've been starring at for days (or in our case, years) on end. Clen it out, throw it away, you never know what you might find!!!

I got tagged

10 Things I like about me:

1. This beer gut is really starting to grow on me.

2. I have some good handy skilz.

3. My ideas are usually pretty good.

4. I like my hair. I have good hair. My mom's dad had great hair so I think i'll be able to keep it.

5. I like my diplomas.

6. I like that I took the bar and am hoping to pass.

7. I like my house, the parts that's finished that is.

8. I like the wifey, seeing as we're married, that is still something about me for all you contrarians.

9. I like my blog.

10. I like my readers.

Back Home

Well, thats over for now. For anyone interested, the Bar Exam is much, much more difficult than the CPA exam. Whoever said its not has either 1) not taken said bar exam or 2) entered some state of dillusion.

To directly answer your question, I don't really know how I did. It was very difficult. I've been getting about 1/2 of the questions right during practice exams and they say that is passing, so I felt about like I did after I took a practice exam. The essays were very difficult. Its amazing how exhausting all this was.

We just got back in town. Went to the lake with a friend. Its a two day exam. You get your scores around October 24, so I'll know something concrete then. For now I have to fill out a pre-employment application for a job I thought I already had. I imagine its just a formality, but they want tax returns. From a student. how quaint.

It can't beleive

how fast 48 days can go by. It seems that just the other day I was putting a countdown into my phone book that started with something like 48 days until the bar exam. Well, now that same countdown reads one. Its amazing when you put this much work into something. Your brain becomes a sponge and you just start soaking up stuff. Tons of stuff. I kinda wish law school were more like this. I feel as though I actually learned something. I don't think I'm going to fail, but if I do, I know I'll get through it next time. I could have done some things differently, but then again, you could always do somethign better, have worked a little harder, and in the end, no one really knows if it would make a difference.

So, tomorrow morning, I'm going to wake up, take this spongey stuff between my ears and proceed to squeeze it out one the electronic pages I will be afforded for the determination of my worth as a future attorney to this great state. The pass rate is 80%, and I feel I've busted my ass, so hopefully, just maybe, everythings goign to be alright.

I'd Rather be Lucky Than Good

Well folks, you are now reading the blog of someone who will be working for a rather large firm. Yes, a large southeastern firm bought out my small firm and well, life is looking pretty good. Yes, there will be a more formal chain or command and more little pesky requirements, but overall, this is a very good thing.

As miserable as this bar review is, I'm very excited. I never really wanted to go back to work for a large firm, but this sounds like a good combination that will really benefit our small office. It's amazing, in September of last year I was a bit freaked out b/c two very good firms declined to keep me around. Now, due to nothing but good fortune, it appears that I'll be going straight into a great job. God works in funny ways. I think I should send those two firms thank you notes.

Quote of the Day

Come on, i mean, my sister can't live beyond Saks Fifth Avenue, but she passed the bar.

THIS IS HELL, REALLY, IT IS!

I'm the kind of guy who's used to doing most everything well. Well, that is unless I decide I don't care to do something well. I didn't play little league baseball because I knew I sucked at it. So, I wound up being the only guy I know that didn't play even one season of little league. T-ball, yes. anything more, sounded like too much practice for little or no return.

However, this bar exam thing. I'm actually working at this. Trying to learn new stuff, study hard, put in the time, all that jaz. Turns out I'm getting about 55% of the questions right consistently. 55% people. This is a multiple choice exam with four answer choices. Therefore, I can basically narrow it down b/t 2 answers and guess every time and my score would, theoretically be the same. This is disgusting.

However, according to the website of the Georgia Bar, something like 91% of the people who take this thing, and attended a law school in the state of Georgia will pass the test and become duly licensed attorneys. Man, this process is brutal.

The Complaints Department is Officially OPEN

1. Mr. Law Professor, we salute you! A big salute to all the law professors of the world who conspired to make me take this exam whilst I could be out in the real world making some actual money with my hard earned degree.

2. Mr. Bar Examiner, we salute you! While making me study to study to study some more, you will be writing your question, which will determine my future and whether or not I can make aforementioned cash money, in your evening hours, off the top of your head, in whatever you practice everyday.

3. Mr. Herpes Zoster, we salute you! For infecting most all individuals in the United States and then, at moment of stress, rearing your ugly, pimplely little head in the dear wifey and making her study from the bed. And for getting me earlier this year. You are a true bastard of a virus.

4. Mr. Drugy Man, we salute you! For making our outbreaks more manageable, though your purple pill still leaves us with a groggy funk, that makes us wonder if the disase you suppress might just be better to run its course.

5. Mr. Librarian Electrition, we salute you! For failing to change any of the lights above my cube and propetuating my every developing coronary condition known as blindness.

6. Mr. Bar Review Man, we salute you! For admitting you don't know the answer to these questions, for simply reading off your script, and telling us good luck for the 10,000th time.


I was going to do 10, but I think I'll ask my peeps to give the last 4. Who's getting your goat?

The Party's Over - for now.

Well, I'm back from the 'Boro - For the record, I only broke the backhoe twice, and, thanks to the assistance of my able brother, we got'er back up and running. Overall, I built about 1800 feet or road back around the property line and its very nice. Hopefully we can put in a pipe and add to the walking trail. (backhoe got very stuck once). Also cut down one tree, using backhoe to keep it from falling on the storage shed containing prize possessions or one eccentric cousin. Also pushed a second tree over using the bucket so it wouldn't fall on mom & dad's house. Very productive weekend I say. Its amazing what you can do with a good hoe.

Anyways, I've resolved to cut down on my blogging and reading other's bloggs. I'll be lurking and commenting occassionally, its just this thing i have to do so I'll actually study for this pesky exam. I'm sure I'll post, but I thought I'd let everyone know whats up.

Hi Ho Hi HO - its off to the Pokey I go

Well, I mentioned the breaking and entering and larceny (defined as the taking of another's property with intent to permanently deprive another of said property, if you were wondering)into the neighbor's home the other day. The one that caused us to get an alarm system. Yes, that one.

Well, beleive it or not, they actually caught the guy. Have fingerprint evidence and everything. AMAZING. This criminal justice system might just work after all.

in other news, if you want to see some crazy stuff, go to www.johntv.com This guy is going around his neighborhood taking pictures of people picking up ladies of the evening(who do a lot of work during the day as his videos show) and posts it on the web. In fact, if you live in his area, you can register your car and he will send you an email if he ever catches your significant other having some professional fun on the side. Its a bit nasty, but pretty fascinating if you ask me.

Anyone what to hazard a guess?

As to what I'll be doing tomorrow?

A Wonderful Surprise

Santa came early to the Cadle's. I ventured to the 'Boro this weekend for the celebration of my brother's thrid anniversary. Sounded like a good reason to get out of town for the afternoon. On the way down, I get a call from him asking if I can come help move a pool table. Huh?

As we proceed down the driveway to the 'Boro, Wifey exclaims - "WHere the Hell did that huge ass tractor come from?" - Huh? Holy Smokes there is a full size backhoe sitting in the yard. This is starting to get exciting.

So, I get home and lo and behold, someone has give my father a pool table, complete with cues, balls, etc. But, we have to go get it. This is exciting news as the particular pool table in question is of historical significance, as this is the pool table I first ever recall playing pool on. However, it is imperitive that we fetch this pool table in record time because I also have permission from the owner of the glorious machine to go play around with it. So, off to the country we go to fetch the pool table.

An hour or so and an aching back later, we return with the pool table. Somehow, we moved the entire table, without taking it apart out of the Shack and into the Barn - now for the next item of business.... GET ME ON THAT BACKHOE!!!

So, my brother gives me a little tour on how to operate it and I am off to the races. I have a little knowedge of how to use one of these b/c I rented a mini-excavator for house construction purposes. However, this thing is big and mean. So, I go start to dig and rip stuff up... (we are clearing a lane along the far property line of the "back forty") - amazingly, I managed to clear a couple hundred yards of property line and not tear the thing up. Hopefully it will be waiting on me b/c I'm going back down there next weekend to do some more.

PS - my back hurts!

Searching For My Place in This World

Well folks, I think I finally found it. As the bar exam review has progressed and I have had many hours to ponder the exostential version of life and the wonders of creation, I have moved from location to location, searching for my proverbial study home.

Today I think i finally settled on something. There is a lovely little cube in the second floor of the library that happens to have a widow right above it. The shades work and there is a power supply nearby. The wireless signal isn't great, but it works. The light above it is out, but the natural light seems to mitigate this. Though its not perfect, I think I'll call it home for a month or so.

32 days till I put pen to paper and forge my new career!!!

PS- free lunch to the first person to comment and name the author of the above referenced song - you must affirmatively attest that you pulled this out of your head, not cyberspace. NO CHEATING!!

Simply Amazing

And safe to show your boss.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k08yxu57NA

The Human Body Really is Amazing

DISCLAIMER - this post may be just too gross for some.

Last night I had some stomach problems and decided I should take some little pills for them. I took the first pill no problem (I have a bad habit of swallowing pills w/o wateR) While taking the second pill, couldn't get it swallowed and accidentially inhaled it. Needless to say, I was freaked out. The pill was very small so I couldn't choke on it, but I was afraid I would aspirate it to a lung and I had just enought time to envision a major surgery to get out a little bitty pill when it started. The projectile vomiting. Uncontrollable, unstoppable and really quite amazing.

Needless to say, the little pill didn't stand a chance.

Upon further reflection, this is an amazing feature to have. I was sitting there wondering how the hell i was going to get this damn pill out of my trachea so it didn't cause an infection when my body invoked the Bernoulli Principle which is commonly utilized in the Venturi Pump which I used in college lab classes to suction something dry and whatnot. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venturi_pump

It was really amazing that just as I formed the thought... "what the hell am I going to do now" my body had a solution, that was very simple, but functional to take care to an idiot like me.

Faithful or Crazy??

There is a gentleman who comes to the library and will sit and read to himself. It sounds as if he is reading scripture of some sort of religious importance. I see him walking from here to there and he's always in the undergraduate library or at the law school library. Its very interesting and whatever he's doing, he's clearly devoted. I sometimes want to interrupt him and ask what he's doing. Other times I just think maybe this guy is crazy. Regardless, this guy clearly belevies in something and thats usually something worth noting.

FIVE YEARS

Well, Wifey has reached a major milestone in here life. Today marks the fifth complete year she has been shackled to me in matrimonial bliss. I think Wifey deserves a big round of applause. In honor of our state or marital euphoria, we are getting a security system. A big YAY for being married way too long.

In other news, Dora remains on the prowl. She at least thinks she is ferocious. Angelina, arguably the more fierce beast of the home is doing just fine. She had her leg infected because she likes to fight but has been restricted to the house and, amazingly, she has managed to stay healthy. Hard to get anything but fat when you lay in bed all day.

I notice things....most of the time

Your Observation Skills Get A B+

Your senses are pretty sharp (okay, most of the time)And it takes something big to distract you!

http://blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/">How Observant Are You?

It takes something big to distract me???? seriously, that is way off the mark!

Is it Robbery or Larceny?

Who really knows. None-the-less, someone broke into the neighbors' house a couple days ago - yes, the new neighbors who did the carrying over the threshold. I feel awful for them. The police did collect some fingerprints though. Now we have get an alarm - any thoughts?

Clearly Ridiculous

So, the bar review course - Bar Bri has gotten going. I have devoted a solid 2 days to organiztion because I'm OCD like that. I took all my books to a local print shop and had the 8 or 10 spines cut off the books and then 3 hold punched. I've reorganized everthing into 8 3-ring binders. There are over 300 questions per topic. Six topics on the multistate and then we have to figure out a bunch of GA law stuff. So thats what I'm up to for the next few days. The Ga Bar is on July 23&24. Good times.

So I haven't been up to much other than studying. We've had some good times with friends, but everyone is pretty muct studying. Wifey and I have been trying to cook at home a good bit to save on the mulah. I want some new golf clubs but I be is too broke to buy dem. So not even a whole lot of motivation to go hit balls.

Well, I guess I'll keep paying attn to Professor Whitebread.

They told me I was quite the nerd....

At the urging of Tortious, I took the nerd test. Here are my results:



I can't really decide whether to be proud of this or not....hmmm.....

Get back to Work People

Well, I'm back from the wedding and now it is time for Bar Review which promises to take me somewhere near the seventh level of hell. I sat in on my first lecture today and, well, lets just say there are two months of this and I feel like I'm trapped in a falling elevator.

On second thought, that might actually be exciting so its not such a great comparison... its going to be a long trip till July 24th.

The wedding in Charleston WVA was wonderful. I think I kept the groom out of trouble the best I could and the bridesmaids were all very pretty and fun to flirt with. Wifey seemed to have a good time as well and tolerated my wedding schenangis quite well. She even seemed quite amused at times. We had a horrible trip up there due to traffic delays, but on the way home we went by the New River Gorge where I was a raft guide for two summers. I wanted to do a trip down the river, but we didn't get to because we simply didn't have time. We did, fortunately, have time to head to the lake yesterday and that was a ton of fun. Very relaxed day at the lake, and interestingly, our friends were out of beer so none of us drank, yet we had a great time and came home well rested.

So you really can have a good time without alcohol. I went to the gym for the first time in....well who knows... today. It was not so fun. But I need to lose 20 pounds so we'll see how it goes.

Toppin It Off

This weekend I'll be in Charlottesville West Virginia serving as the best man for my good friend Jeff. Therefore, last weekend was the obligitory bachlor party. Being the best man, I was in charge of these schenanagians. Therefore, I waited to the very last minute and planned a weekend trip to our old stomping grounds - Athens.

So a four of the almost thirty variety married and otherwise males hit the town. I must say, not much has changed. We gawked harder and made more inappropriate comments, but I guess thats because you don't really fear rejection when you're not out on the prowl. We did, however, prowl our way to toppers. (aka The Jackson Street Balet, the Boys Club, etc)

Toppers is an important landmark for me. Though I was in Athens for over 5 years, I only went once. The managers from a large acocunting firm took me after dinner one night. We didn't neglect to stop by more than a few bars on our way. So, I arrived very, very drunk, and without any money as these ass-clowns were to be paying for everything.

Well, since I had no money, I couldn't really tip and strippers who aren't being tipped...well, lets just say they aren't interested. So, I started to tell the guy next to me some story about my school furniture work. Without my knowing, I evidently said something about some "cocksucker" and that folks, is a word not to be said in a strip club. Even if you are talking about some guy who isn't even present. The miscommunication resulted in me being taken out of the club in a headlock and finding my own way home. So, I was hesitatant to retrun to the the toppers.

But return we did, this time I broke a 20 at every place and had several singles on me. We only had an hour in this lovely place, so we had to act quick. We got my buddy Jeff a lap dance from the only one in there that looked worth paying. And were allowed to leave, at closing time, of our own accord. Other than it taking a full day to recover, all-in-all a great night.

A Long Vacation

Well, I finally graduated last week. Or was that the week before. I can't remember. Class was out for two weeks, then graduation, then this week got here, at least i think. I'm still confused. After vacation, we spent a solid three days cleaning house and lawn in an effort to prepare for the graduation brunch that was a rather historic event. We actually had something like 23 people for a rather formal brunch. It was a rather large event for our small, unfinished home.

And now, It seems I've spent the last week, or more, recovering. I did my first carpentry work yesterday. I am going to play golf today. We took the dog to the lake for an evening. and I've watched a great deal of television. As for the highlight of my week - we supported our local sports and went to the opening game for the Macon Music below minor league baseball team. It was over crowed, lines way to long, but we drank some beer, had a good time and hit up the goose for a late dinner.

Well, about time to play some golf.

The Results are In

And it would appear, from the fact that all my grades are posted, that I have passed all my classes this last semester, and baring any woeful, unforseen consequences, I'm up and outta here!!1

Well, the school part anyways.

Vacay

Well, First of all to Ally for house-sitting for us. I think we should demand a post (all 2 readers anyways)

So, Wifey and I took off for our FIRST MARRIED FOLK VACATION. We're into day 3 of this adventure, and I must say its been a good time. We've been married nearly 5 years and neither of us can thing of a vacation we took that was just us since that time that wasn't for some obligation or another (ok - the dog came too, but someone has to broker the peace!)

So we have a condo down on Cape San Blas. Next time we're gonna get one on the damn beach. Its like a big tease or something. Anyways, we haven't lacked for time on the beach. Also, we rented a kayak and I bought some fishing gear. I've had fun catching quite a few fish, but I havne't caught anything worth keeping.

For the most part, we got all our groceries at the Piggly Wiggly. So far our only souviner is a pair of t-shirts from the afore-mentioned grocery store. Where we come from, these damn shirts are coveted. Stop laughing.

The first night we took the dog to walk on the beach and missed dinner. Apparently these folk roll up the carpet around 8:30. Which, happens to be the time it gets dark. So, if you come to Cape San Blas, get your damn dinner early or you too will wind up eating at "Peppers" a mediocre Mexican place in Port St. Joe. Last night was much better. We visited the Indian Pass Raw Bar - where the wait staff is surly, but they make friends fast. We had some really tasty oysters, steamed shrimp, and beer - get your own out of the cooler and tell the waitress what you had when you got to leave. Excellent conversation was had with the cute little high schooler - she thinks crocs should only be worn in your own house, and I tend to agree.

Anyways, we also rented a kayak and I've had fun fishing from it. Tomorrow I will take the wifey around the bay. She does a pretty good paddling. Yesterday we paddled up to the camp for the developmentally challenged. I guess its good to give the kids a chance, but that place it tying up some damn fine real estate. Anyways, whatever floats your boat.

More to come..... Captain Kayak - "arrrgghhh"

The "Off-Season"

Well, Wifey, Dora, and I are at the Beach. Here at Cape San Blas in Florida, this is the time to come. Temperature is about 80 degrees, water is cool, but enjoyable and the sun is OUT! The beaches are more or less deserted adn the waters are as empty as it gets. We rented a kayak and, contrary to my opinion, no one has filed for divorce yet. I took the boat our solo on the bay and enjoyed some fishing. I actually caught a few fish!

However, because it is the off-season there is this god awful pressure washing goign on next door. They have one of those genie lifts (which I have always wanted to use) but damn that thing is loud. Let's just say we make some short lunches here at the beach adn get back out away from the noise.

Well, back to work...er...i mean fishing...

I'M AT THE BEACH BITCHES!!!

what do you think about that?

5 Q's from Ally

(1) What makes you think Crocs are a good idea?
The Croc is a good versitile shoe with many of the performance aspects of a sandal but the comfort aspects of a full shoe. The plasticized material they are constructed of resists tearing and chewing by the dog. These shoes dry quickly and provide good traction. Crocs are good for mowing the lawn, gardening, and pressure washing.

(2) If you could go anywhere in the world for two weeks, where would you go?
India... China....Greece... Do I have to just pick one??? I dont' know

(3) Which NKOTB are you most like?
I don't even know what NKOTB stands for.

(4) What is the best meal you've ever eaten?
Whenever you go home and mom is really firing on all 6 in the kitchen... I don't know if I can pick just one.

(5) What song could you currently listen to on repeat and not feel annoyed?
This song does not exist.

Accidental Cut & Paste

So this is what I signed up for with law school....

No attempt has been made to "codify" these specific factors. Daubert itself emphasized that the factors were neither exclusive nor dispositive. Other cases have recognized that not all of the specific Daubert factors can apply to every type of expert testimony. In addition to Kumho, 119 S.Ct. at 1175, see Tyus v. Urban Search Management, 102 F.3d 256 (7th Cir. 1996) (noting that the factors mentioned by the Court in Daubert do not neatly apply to expert testimony from a sociologist). See also Kannankeril v. Terminix Int'l, Inc., 128 F.3d 802, 809 (3d Cir. 1997) ( holding that lack of peer review or publication was not dispositive where the expert's opinion was supported by "widely accepted scientific knowledge").

Arrival of the Crocs

Well, the controversial shoes have arrived. I was all excited about wearing the ugly things out in the hot summer sun, alas, the weather has returned to february here and I'm mightly upset about the whole thing. Summer will be here soon enough though!

School is busy as we have lots of project type crap to do before the end of the semester. Then we have two whole weeks before graduation to much up the joint. That should be fun. Trying to finish up the last of these projects now...woohoo

Passing Along

Well folks, I passed the MPRE - 120 / 150. I can ethically practice in all of the 50 states. Good news!

My Weekend - 29 and Official

Another lovely birthday. Wifey got me some doo-doo brown crocs. They will be delivered sometime soon. A trip to the boro - recipient of booze, cookies, and mom got me some shorts I'm too fat to wear. Good thing I didn't remove the tags. Maybe I need to get some new running shoes and work on those 2 inches of waist. A major celebration was commenced in the barn, complete with fish fry and bon fire. My sinuses still hate the bon-fire. I cleared some space back in the woods for a shed we hope to build in the near future. Somewhere to put all the junk when we have parties in the barn.

Dora also aged another year over the weekend. She is officially 2. Its nice to share a birthday with the dog. This year she received 2 pig hooves stuffed with some dog-friendly stuff. She loved them. Dora also accompanied us on the trip to the boro. She wore her new car harness for the first time and tolerated it quite well. In the 'boro, Dora engaged her many doggie friends in rousing games of fetch, chase, and general fighting. She seemed to enjoy her trip and is now chewing on the remenants of her birthday treat at my feet as I post.

happy monday!

The Neighbors Are Home

Ahhh - my new favorirte neighbors are home...hmmm....

Here is a lil' multiple choice question for you. Are the new neighbors:

A) Painting their walls
B) Practicing the Threashold Carry
C) Spying on their new neighbors
D) All of the above

Hmmm...

Roofers

Its good friday - happy good friday everyone.

Its also Dora's birthday - she's 2 today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DORA!!

Tomorrow is my birthday. Yay. I think... I don't know how to feel about birthdays anymore.

Today, the roofers are next door so I have an endless supply of entertainment. Always a sound way to procrastinate that brief.

These Kids Ride the Short Bus

Well, not really. But there is a store for the learning disability kids and bad behavors down the street. Sometimes, I see the Teachers from the school chasing some kid down the street. Well, yesterday I came home and three teachers were standing in my new neighbors yard. They had walkie-talkies, and well they didn't look like they were accustomed to chasing people down the street, thats for sure.

The ladies mill around, I set up my computer and open the blinds. Yes, this is of course happening behind the house owned by the new neighbors (the ones who did the carrying over the threashold the other day, you know, the ones)

Anyways, I keep watching and I see two big, burly guys come over - now these guys clearly chase children on a regular basis - and grab the little shit by the wrists and escort the lil' bastid back to the school. Later, a cop shows up and I give him the neighbors information.

After inspecting the broken window, it appears the kid was trying to break into the house, maybe to steal something. He turned off the power and broke a window.

The school says they are paying for the window - I'll let you know how that works out.

Somebody Took My Damn Money

Well, last week I was on the way to Swainsboro. My dear mother promised to purchase some plants for the house here on Drury. So, off I go. On the way down there, I get a lovely call from Wifey. Wifey says Wachovia called, Wachovia says someobone bought $1,077.38 of quality goods from a Wal-Mart in Tucker Georgia. Well, that someone wasn't me.

According to the nice people my last transaction was at the Arclight theater in Los Angeles. Well, they would be correct. So, now I have to fill out some affidavit. I get the affidavit and take it to my local Wachovia, where they fax it for free. So, Wachovia gave me my money back. And I have no idea who got the card. In fact, the actual card is still in my pocket. So, I have no idea who got my number or where from. Odd.

New Neighbors - Nosy me

Well, of the six houses directly around us, we are now one of two couples who were here when we moved in. The house across the stree sold to a gentleman know as "Pepper", who, strangely enough seems to be dating the hairdresser (or more appropriately, stylist) of the wifey. It is a small world.

To our left is a gentleman who graduated from my fair school of law, and is currently employed by a medium size firm here in town. I hope I don't have to work as much as he does, I think he's on track to bill 2500 hours this year. 2000 is another story. Amazing how much difference 500 hours is on top of that.

The reason for this post, our new neighbors, just moved in across the street. So far, we have seen a Subaru Outback, a Yellow Jeep, and a Big dodge ram. Let me tell you, these people are so cute. As a married man for 5 years, (well almost) - I must say i'm a bit jaded. I confess to laughing aloud as he carried over the threshold, but in retrospect, I'm excited for this young couple who appears to be getting a good start in their new home. I haven't seen any furniture yet, but there are some new pictres being hung on the walls. Someone's parents have also come to visit. I hope they approve.

So chock this one up to young love and my excitement to be surrounded by new neighbors.

Home Again

Sometimes you merely need to leave town to appreciate where you stay. I'm back bitches, I'll have my stories for you soon.

Overheard

The Sidebar Cafe

"If you don't straigheen up u gonna b talkin to da dial ton."

Just what I wanted to hear with my bacon egg & chees biscuit order. I love service people talking on the cell whilst they work.

Snake Bit

I got bit by a snake!! I've never had a snakebite before. I was in the Boro, walking through the yard when all the sudden, something struck my toe. To which, I started the snakebite dance, and screamed, I GOT BIT BY A SNAKE!!!. Fortunately, the only thing truely injured, other than a little bleeding from my toe, was the snake. I stepped on the little guy, but I'm sure he will be fine.

A moment

Oh glory Be
I'm about to take the MPRE

Its all about ethics
After I get done I'm going to need a couple medics

Last night I was off to the prom
tonight I will go see my mom

I wish you a good day
Maybe we'll get some time to play.

Mama Never Told Me Not To Talk To Strangers

So, wifey is away for the weekend visiting with her mother. Clearly I have been left to my own devices.

A friend and I, Say Bob, went to a small town a couple exits up the road for dinner last night. We ordered about 8 appetizers and had a vertiable smorgasboard. Though we drove for about 15 minutes, the food was not the highlight of the evening. There was a wait at the restuarant, the bar smelled funky, so we sat outside with some over our very best new friends.

Introduce, Misty, the hairdresser, Sadie, the realtor, Jon, the cabinet maker, and some other guy who I was never formally introduced to.

Some guy inside looked like a Fabio who had yet to be serviced with the plastic surgery. Evidently he is the local pool man and is installing a million dollar pool at his own house. Something about a beach with real sand, a waterfall in a deep-end, all the amenitites one would expect in a central georgia pool. I wonder if they live in a single-wide....

In This Town, there is a great massuse available, but she was busy because her husband got out of prison today. Evidently he threatened a cop with a gun... (not real sure why). So, the massuse, who is a mere $45 dollars/ hour, was busy attending to her man. Word around the courthouse, yes we were sitting across the street from one of those great old Ga. court houses, is that neither the massuse or the boyfried should be crossed.

The realtor was trying to sell us something.. not sure what... And we were invited to some honky tonk for after hours fun (clearly we declined as I'm alive to write this)

Needless to say, it was an interesting night. All-in-all, Misty said it best, "The hairdresser always wins." And I think those may be wise words to live by.

Which Road are you On?

I got this idea from a friend who made a post about a DTR (if you don't know what it means, see Ally's page) she had with a former boyfriend/x/whatever. Anyways, he posed this particular DTR moment in the phrase of: If our relationship were a road, which would it be? Interstate, a highway, a gravel road, or a dirt road.

Well, this makes me think of something that I think is interesting. So, if your life were a road, which road would you be on right now.... You decide.

Interstate - things are hauling ass. Moving quickly, from state to state. Staying at lots of Super 8 Motels, the occasional Hampton Inn, and if you are really lucky, they'll have a Hilton Garden Inn at the next stop. While the road has some interesting points, you're pretty much just logging miles. Any many miles it is you are logging. As for food. Olive Garden is where its at. Mcdonalds is whats for lunch.

Highway- I personally grew up on a highway. In fact, this piece of asphalt stretches from Savannah Georgia all the way to Sacramento California. Its long, it connects my home town to my current town of residence, and I think i'm partial to highways. Here, you get to see all the cities, the big, the small, and the inbetween. You get to stay at Super 8's B&B's and anything in between. For food, you have the choice of the meat&3, or maybe just Mcdonlds or a local gourment watermellon stand. Really, who know what you will see next. Maybe even an iron hourse in a cornfield.

Gravel - An interesting choice. Because for 1, there aren't many gravel roads out there. Gravel dents the car, makes a lot of dust, and just doesn't look natural laying out there in front of you in this white/grey ribbon. Although you see all the small towns, you can't do cities on gravel. It just won't work out. I think you are on a gravel road if you are headed toward lost.

Dirt - now I'm partial to dirt myself. Dirt roads have a certain romantic quality to them. That is until you've walked 20 miles on one. Then they just remeidn oyou of dirt. But even then, Its fun to walk the gravel road. Smell the odors and scents, see the animals, and just commune with the nature.

I'm thinking a highway or dirt right now. You?

La-T-DA

Well, I'm looking for suggestions on reasons as to why my grades are rather woeful. I'm looking to all my loyal readers to tell me the following.

1. I'm old. I am way to old to be here in middle school.

2. If you have a PhD in philospohy, I will make a D in your class.

3. Are we really this concerned about grades? I thought we were here to learn.

4. Sammons is my hero.

5. Legal writing is for prats. Give me a good grammar class.

6. I've seen a CALI level exam, much less written one. (multiple choice don't count)

What do you think?

Wow! This is bad

Britney needs to cover herself.

Procrastination 834

Another exam, more procrastination. Lets see - whats going on.

1. I noticed my dear dog has some grey hairs on her snout and she's not even two years old. This is disturbing. We played fetch today and I still maintain that no other dog loves fetch as much as she does. She lives to chase a tennis ball. She's so focused on that thing, I haven't used a leash to walk her to the park lately.

2. I fried shrimp, chicken and french fried last night and didn't even start a mininmal grease fire. Though not very exciting, it was fun. Wifey and I watched Little Miss Sunshine. I can't wholely recommend this one. With the exception of a single scene, it was uneventful. Each character was great, but there was no coheisve disfunction. I like cohesive disfunction. Its much more entertaining. Running with Scissors is a better choice for serious disfunction.

3. I may have a significant hope of getting a job. If my dismal class rank doesn't ruin it. Hopefully my reputation and my family's reputation will overcome such lackluster law school performance. Maybe I should have taken this more serously as my "permanent record" is complicating my life right now.

4. Update on the bathroom. I almost have all the glass block laid, 99% of the tiles are set, and some of the grout is in. Things are looking good in there. If I didn't have two weeks from hell, I'd be done soon. However, maybe the baby steps b/t now and then will make a significant difference.

5. hmmmm... I think i'm done. Back to rememdies.

Overheard

So, like in Iraq, I think we should like not totally pull out, but like i wish the Iraq government was ok so that the could, like support themselves. . . like . . . like . . .

. . my boyfriend is totally hot . . . OMG!

in the computer lab.

Overheard

So, like in Iraq, I think we should like not totally pull out, but like i wish the Iraq government was ok so that the could, like support themselves. . . like . . . like . . .

. . my boyfriend is totally hot . . . OMG!

in the computer lab.

Lists

1. What is your occupation? Unemployed Law Student who dabbles in carpentry
2. What color are your socks right now? White short top tennis shoe socks.
3. What are you listening to right now? My professor drone on
4. What was the last thing that you ate? “Breakfast Sandwich” from the school café. It was a bit of an adventure.
5. Can you drive a stick shift? Of course.
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Green
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Wifey
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Most of the time.
9. How old are you today? 28
10. Favorite drink? Gin & Tonic, Coke, water, hi-c juice boxes
11. What is your favorite sport to watch? UGA
12. Have you ever dyed your hair? Not-so-much
13. Pets? DORA DOG!! My chocolate lab shares my birthday. She will be 2 this year
14. Favorite food? Anything. Really, most anything.
15. Last movie you watched? Departed.(at the movies) Friends with Money (at home)
16. Favorite Day of the year? Weekends
17. What do you do to vent anger? Get angry, pout.
18. What was your favorite toy as a child? My post hole diggers
19. What is your favorite, fall or spring? The part of the year when it cools off or warms up and the days are great
22. Do you want your friends to email you back? Generally
23. Would you rather have someone answer the phone or leave a message. It depends.
24. Txt of talk? Text for routine crap, talk to catch up.
25. When was the last time you cried? When my grandfather died.
26. What is on the floor of your closet? Dust, wifey’s clothes
27. Favorite color tie? Blue
28. Favorite smell? Clean
29. What inspires you? A beautiful day
30. What are you afraid of? Failure
31. Plain cheese or spicy hamburgers? Plain Cheese, but good cheese
32. Favorite car? I drive a SUV.
33. Favorite dog breed? Chocolate lab.
34. Number of keys on your key ring? 5 or less
35. How many years at your current job? 9th year of college level education.
36. Favorite day of the week? Saturday & Sunday
37. How many states have you lived in? Georgia and Virginia for a few summers.
38. How many cities/towns have you lived in? Swainsboro, Athens, Atlanta, Macon.

Waiting

Well I'm sitting in the student lounge waiting on class to start. I think thats what sixth semester is all about. Waiting. Maybe law school, after the first year is about waiting. Just waiting around, wasting time, kicking it.

I do have some stuff to read. "Bargaining for the Advantage" goes on my list of strong recommendations. Its a real page turner.

Overheard From A Federal Judge

How do you take a fatal gun shot to a naked man?

I FILED MY TAXES ONLINE

Hootie Hoo!! The federal government owes me some money. Damn I am excited. Last year I made wifey pay the taxes and she introduced me to the concept of the e-filing. This year I did the efile work myself and now my poor, broke student ass is getting just about all the money we paid into the tax man back. This is very exciting.

I hope your tax season goes well. Please don't let THE MAN have you money any longer that he deserves.

My Character is in issue

I don't understand why we can't talk about the predisposition of the victim to be a bit slutty. What's wrong with being a bit slutty. Damn federal rules of evidence.

La Te Dah

Well, I'm still in school. Last semester isn't working out for me so much. Sucking ass really. I have 15 hours of class, no job etc. too much crap to do. hmmm..

Lets see if there is anything fun I can speak of today.

Well, wifey made a good coconut pie over the weekend of which there is none left.

Mom came and helped clean up the house

I got somemore tile laid in the shower.

Watched a good movie or two.

yeah, thats about it.

I'll try and do beter tomorrow.

Back in the Saddle Again

Well folks, I've promised more blogging, but I haven't fulfilled this promise. (collective groan from the 4 of you). However, I will try to do better with this.

Tonight was Scientific Evidence with the Federal Judge. We have to stand up and argue our motions. Last week we were in the federal courthouse. This week, we were in class. However, I find this daunting. First, I had to pee. Anyone who knows me knows that my face turns red when i hold it and mellow yellow seems to have some special face blotcher that affects me severely. SEcond, well, i was a mere law student trying to talk to a federal judge. I feel like I'm back in grade school, standing in front of the school for the first time.

So, he's asking questions and we're at least attempting to give some answers. Its like first grade all over again.

hootie hoo.

A New Form

Blogetry - prose, composed of redundant rhyming lines that tells a simple story. Should be cheesy and short. No more than 10 lines.

I came to school.
This is not cool.

Its supposed to be third year
And I'm not to be here.

I'm doing work.
This school bit is a jerk.

I should go home
and sing along.

See - something like that. REally bad, but with a potential to be interesting in a very mental midget sort of way.

I will try to do this more regularly now

Well, I'm back in school. I'm getting my computer out some. So I'll try to blog more.

Marshall and Ihad a lovely dinner yesterday. We went to the China Buffet where there must be more that 300 items on that buffet. I've watched some movies; cleaned up the back yard; lunch with mom today; class and homework.

still have to finish the bathroom.

Return of Cadleized...drunky

Well.. I'M BACK BITCHES!!!

So, I've been traveling all over the place. Went to a wedding at the Cloister. It was lovely. Very happy bride groom and their families. I enjoyed myself throughly. New Years was quite low key as it was the day after the wedding and i was too pooped to party.

I've been at home and here at the druy drive consruction project..aka home. Wifey has been in Atlant seeing the mom. I've been painting. Painting sux. I laid some tile tody. Its purty. Neighbor came over, brought me a tall boy of tasty PBR and so I've discontinued the painting for a bit and am sitting here on the couch in my robe, kickin it. Tomorrow I wil paint more.

hmmmm.. not much really going on.....yeah.

I'll try to post more tomrrow when coherence returns.

PS - blogger still kinda sux.

PSS - comment moderation is no more.

Toilet Paper Delivery Systems

So Letterman just had the kid scinetists on. This is cool. You mount 4 or more rolls onto a leaf blower and use the blower to distrute the toilet paper. Looks like it will do 4 double rolls in about 2 minutes.

So, who's made you mad laterly because this is a challenge I'm up for.

Multitalented Multitasker

Today I was a carpenter, maid and a locksmith

shinny new locks at my house! Come check them out.

Comment Moderation

Has been enabled to see if this will alow the crazy beta blogger to work better for commenting.... please email me if it does not. I really don't care to moderate the comments.

Plain Lazy

I almost forgot. As mentioned earlier, I'm installing new exterior doors on the house. As I was purchasing these lock sets, I discussed my keying options with the nice man at the hardware counter. Upon directing the nice man to key both new sets alike, I think noticed something amazing. All at the same instant, I realized that I purchased the same type of locks that are on my parent's house, that i carry a key to their house, that the nice man could key my new locks to this key on my key chain, and that the net result to me would be one less key to carry around.

Thats right. I now have the same key to my house as my parents. All so I can drop .02oz of weight from my daily carry around responsibilities.

That folks, is sad.

My Neck, My Back, My Neck & My Back

I mixed 19 bags of concrete by hand today. Ferris, I think I'm dying.

In other news the front and side doors are in the process of being replaced and I am on my way to having built my first fountain.

Off to bed. before I pass out.

Oatmeal and doors

About the oatmeal, its actually steel cut oats, not rolled oats. Therefore, its not what we americans know as oatmeal, but more akin to porrige. I took ally's suggestion and made it with extra milk tonight. tomorrow is rasin oatmeal.

As to the doors, I hung 2 doors today. A front and side one. In purchasing the lock sets, I noticed that i chose the ones that are of the same maker as those at the 'rent's ranch. In choosing a key, I thought, what a fine opportunity to lose a key. So, yes, the door on my house has the same key as the one to my parents. I'm taking lazy to a new level here.

I MADE OATMEAL

Today, I made some oatmeal, the kind that comes in the form of chopped oats. No, these aren't "rolled oats" which are typically used for oatmeal, but a less processed variety. According to the can, they're irish oats. My oatmeal began last night when I saw "Good Eats" on the dvr. I took the mini dip warming crockpot, put in 1 part oats, 4 parts water, a splash of milk, and some dried cranberries. Placed it on my nightstand so if it caught on fire, I'd be the first to know. Turned off when i went to bed after watching tv for a few hrs. Turned on the first time the alarm sounded this morning and enjoyed when I finally got my ass outta bed.

Tasty.

What I did Today

Well, I may need to finish the bathroom, but today I started building my fountain in the back yard. There is a 37'x51' concrete slab in my back yard I'm damn tired of looking at. So, I dug a big-ass hole in the back yard and I 'm installing a fountain. The slab will extend up, long ways, with a concrete basin that roughly mirrors the up-right. I'm going to take a 1" copper pipe, drill holes in it and the water will drip down. I may put up a picture when I get done. Its a damn big hole though.

The System

I may be stealing someone else's post with this, but apparantly some foster parent put their own child's christmas wish list on the "adopt-a-foster-kid" list put out by dfacs. So, instead of a list of presents for the named 1 yr. old, there were things on the list such as a battery-operated ride-on toy. These gifts would clearly be enjoyed by their four year old.

So, I'm going to do a bit of point-counterpoint as, though this is plain wrong... I kinda see what they're doing here...

First, do you remember your first Christmas? I don't but I sure as hell remember being four of five. I personally got a die-cast aluminum ride on tractor (john deere of course) from my grandparents. So, the four year old clearly has the opportunity to have a memorable Christmas. What about the morality here? Ever other day of the year the biological child must receive less attention because these people have personally accepted the burden of society and take care of someone else's child. Financially, these people probably are spending their own money on the foster child. Overall, these nice foster parents are giving and sacrificing in a very personal way to place this child in a stable, loving environment.

However, should my friend be buying presents for someone else's kid? Yes, its deceptive to put that a 1 yr old wants a ride-on-big-kids-toy. But, at the same time, they can't ask for help with their own kid. What to do? Maybe the state isn't providing enough support for these people... Maybe they need more help than they are getting? I don't think its right that these parents asked for their own kids gifts, but clearly something more must be wrong here.

Finally did it

Well, I finally switched to the beta blogger. let me know if you have issues with my blog. all three of you.

LOST

A rebel without a cause, can't figure out what to do with myself... where do i start???

So, as you may have noticed from the lack of activity here, I have been damn busy. I remember making a list on Monday before thanksgiving of all the things I had to accomplish between then and yesteday. It was daunting. So, since that time a mere three weeks ago, I've taken three finals, prepared a trial notebook, written a 21 page paper, and completed my bar application of fitness. I also hand delivered mine and wifey's to atlanta and then returned to atlanta last night for dinner with the father in law to celebrate his birthday. In making the errand yesterday, I stopped by the Your Dekalb Farmers Market. See the new link. This place is amazing. I bought dry staples, butter, rice, pomegranite molassis, balsimic vinegar, and a case of wine, for $110.45 (yes, an entire case of wine!) Amazing

So, now I'm home. I cleaned up the bedroom yesterday and am wondering where to start next. We have a rather unfinished house through and through and unfortunately its fucking cold outside which makes the sawing and whatnot rather unpleasant. I miss summer already. Or at least the warm fall days.

So, I have to finish a master bath, install 2 exterior doors, put up a shit-ton of trim, etc. Where do you think i should start??

PS - Wifey passed MPRE so we can all rest assured she stands on solid ethical ground.

Get ready for some serious macho crap

Ok, don't take this as complaining, but my life has had its up and downs. I've had good days, bad days and all those in between. But the one constant in all those was the fact that every time I watched a new 007 movie, I could count on seeing some hot ass chick in a bikini, and james bond blowing stuff up, driving fast cars, and generally providing me the mental vacay I so despreately crave from time to time. Bond has gotten me thorugh more holidays than I care to recall. My early days of exam procrastination were begun with the Bond marathon before thanksgiving every year (quarter system mind you). Every holiday at the in-laws- you can find me watching james pull of some preposterous stunt and making out with some ridiculously lovely woman in no-where-ville, on some technological magical thingy, after killing all the bad guys and saving the world, yet again.

HOWEVER, this new ass-clown Daniel Craig wants the next Bond movie to have a gay scene in it. Let it be said that I am most comfortable in my straightness. I have gay friends, and I appreciate that they truely love each other as much as any two people can. Having 2 penises in a relationship does not preclude a true partnership. However, 2 penises in a james bond fick equals the end of a franchise that has celebrated the heterosexual male and some beautiful women. In fact, I think 60% or more of the attraction to a bond film are the women. Lots of them. Beautiful. Gay bond? not hardly.

Furthermore, I would like to say Mr. Craig, ass-clown that he may be, was an excellent bond. He was also excellent in the layer cake. However, this new notion of bond seriously has me wondering.

Sorry

My 3 readers MUST be missing me. I have a last final tomorrow then I'll find something to post about that is not so boring as tort reform in georgia, the ABA rules of professional conduct, the demands of trial advocacy, or the fact that its freaking freazing outside. I've brought out the "heat full release." for those of you who know the joy of this, be jealous, very jealous.

more to come.

Its 3:40 am, where are you?

I'm in the law school typing a torts paper after taking two finals today.

Who Let the Dawgs OUT??

Well, for starters, I do feel sympathetic for tech fans. To be ranked 15 and be the second "big" game victory against a team that has struggled through a season and lost some pretty "small" games, you have to give them a nod of the hat for that. Good news for the jackets though, Mr. Reggie Ball is off to the NF...well, who knows. But he is off. They're also headed to the ACC Championship, so i must give the jackets a nod. They played a good game.

From the other side, my true self, I must give Mr. Stafford a hearty pat on the ass and the pretty little blonde cheerleader a true WWII era smooch in the middle of the street to the ticker tape fanfare of a great day. Our beloved bulldogs pulled off what may have been one of the biggest upsets of the season. I'm especially happy because ending on such a high note will allow Coach to contnue what he does best, call pla... I mean recruit. Georgia has plain and clear potential to excel next year and the recruits can now see it as plainly as I. So, next year, we may just be in the top 10 in a more legitimate fashion that this one.

So, in conclusion, tip of the hat to both teams for a game well played. Thanks for a couple hours of mental vacay while I procrastinate this durn trial notebook a lil' longer.

An Odd Sort of Thanksgiving

Well, this hasn't been the greatest thanksgiving ever. I have lots to be thankful for, oddly enough, I was reminded of that as Don and I installed a directtv dish on the barn (2 actually) so we can have football parties and what-not down there. Its great to have a brother like him. Someone who understands my pronouns, will argue for hours with me, but humbly accepts when maybe he was wrong (and that goes both ways). he's just a great guy.

I also have a wonderful family to be thankful for. Mom put out the spread as usual, dad was, well dad, entertaining and busy. My sister was.... well loud. But I'm thankful for her too.

However, when you have an extended family celebration, it can be difficult to be thankful for some of your relatives. My aunt is loud and bossy, but she does make a great pecan pie. My uncle is mostly just loud and uninformed, but i guess i should be thankful for his enthusiasm. My in-laws were vocal about their opinions on cats, but the were sweet to my dog, so there's something. The cousins were all fun this year. I also saw an old film of the 'boro that was made in the late 40's so that was fun as well.

Unfortunately, Wifey got sick on wednesday night and was in bed all day on T-day. Hence, making me thankful for wifey and sad she wasn't around very much. She's feeling better now though.

always thankful for my dog who came home with me. Took a walk this afternoon, and has otherwise been passed out on the couch.

I can say I'm not very thankful for all this work that forced me to miss rib day, but then again, I'll be thankful for this degree sometime in what I hope will be the near future.

Happy Thanksgiving!

My Illness

Is not keeping me from blogging. But, I have a 2 finals next tuesday, a trial notebook due on monday and a 25 page tort reform paper due thursday, so I'm kinda snowed under. In other news, I did serve as a groomsman in a Sweet Onion wedding on Saturday, saw some old friends - always good. We had a great time in the Sweet Onion city, their community center puts on a great reception. Low country boil is always a great choice for a rehersal dinner. No beer though. That was a bummer, to which the father of the groom agreed. I was asked to move a very large and expensive flower arrangment which caused me great anxiety. We didn't break or drop it though. that was good.

Sunday was spent having a lovely dinner with all my family members present. Mom prepared seafood alfredo - we used the scallops from our summer trip to Apalachocola - Tasty! I helped. The secret to anything scallop is to cook the scallops seperately and then add. They put off alot of juice that can be very fishy.

Also went flying with dad. That was fun. He let me fly and made me do all sorts of turns and whatnot. All over the place. It was fun, but I have much learning to do.

Well, that's whats up with me. hope all is well with my readers.

Healing, Mr. Regular, & Procrastination

Well, the bug has passed. No more nastiness from my insides.

Today I had the good fortune to visit the soup kitchen with A and actually see Mr. Regular. I don't see how she resisted the urge to go out with him. He looked like quite the catch.

Now that I'm feeling better, I'm working on getting three months worth of work done in three weeks. On tap - a trial, a presentation on medical maplractice premium rate changes correlated to tort reform measures, a final, and medical malpractice final. Geterdun!

Healing, Mr. Regular, & Procrastination

Well, the bug has passed. No more nastiness from my insides.

Today I had the good fortune to visit the soup kitchen with A and actually see Mr. Regular. I don't see how she resisted the urge to go out with him. He looked like quite the catch.

Now that I'm feeling better, I'm working on getting three months worth of work done in three weeks. On tap - a trial, a presentation on medical maplractice premium rate changes correlated to tort reform measures, a final, and medical malpractice final. Geterdun!

I hate being sick

Well, somehow my hard living finally caught up with me. I drank a beer & a half and enjoyed a "quiet" dinner with the mother in law then went to bed at 10pm. Only to wake up at 1 and spend the next hour or so in the bathroom, quite ill. So, I have a presentation wednesday afternoon, a trial wednesday night, and a final on thursday, but I can't quite seem to pull it together. Maybe I will feel better as darkness arrives. I hate feeling like crap.

Jesus Loves Me, This I Know....

For the Buldawgs beat Auburn SO!!!

37-15. Ahhh, finally a good game.

I'm a sucker like that

Well, I apologize for my vacay from the blog. I'm sure my readers missed me so very much. I have been building a fence recently. My friend couldn't get anyone to do the work for him and so I volunteered. I'm getting paid, but its been much more work that I anticipated. Hopefully, I'll be finished tomorrow.

Today, a small boy approached me. I was working, wearing my ear protection, nailing up pickettes. I found out later he is 8. He wasn't in school b/c their electricity was off and he couldn't take a bath. Well, I take that back, they had electricity in one recepticale so they were using an extension cord to do important things, like watch tv and cook with the microwave. I heard tale of 15 brothers and sisters, "b/c his daddy has a lot of girlfriends" and numerous aunts and uncles all over the place. His grandmother is certifiable. She is the one who started telling us we had the propertly line for this fence backwards and after I pulled the plat, used my 150' tape to measure the property lines and spraypainted my best estimate of where they were, she was still arguing with us, using higly persuasive arguments like, "I don't know what you are talking about but I know a stitch in time saves nine".

As you can imagine my patience for this woman was rather marginal. But, back to my social commentary. The sad part about yesterday, besides this boy not being in school, is that he is being raised by people who have no hope of becoming memebers of the "middle class". His mom works at Burger King, dad sounds pretty MIA, something is wrong with the electricity and isn't being reparied, little boy is out of school, and there are multitudes of children running around. Hardly seems like a way to get much of anywhere.

GO VOTE!!!

Well, election day is coming up and I'm looking forward to settling into my little booth in the school down the street and making that final decision. Unfortunatly the days of pulling the lever, watching the curtains fly automatically, and hearing that final crunch as the hospital green voting machine recorded your lot with finality are gone. But, I'll be touching the screen for the first time as I've been voting absentee since we introduced electronic voting here in Ga.

There are some local races I would like to voice my inner monologue on. First, as a lawyer-to-be, the Superior Court Judge race here is really close. I really want to vote for Tripp Self, but Ed Ennis has a really beautiful daughter who stopped by my house yesterday to do some campaigning...

These elections decisions are so difficult. On the other hand, Mr. Self was diligently campaigning in the neighborhood as his wife drove him around on the golf car. I do feel a bit guilty as my dog barkes at him and made some vicious noises. As for the TV ads, I can't figure out which ones i like the best. So difficult....

If you have any suggestions, I will be heading to the polls tomorrow afternoon and I would appreciate your commentary.

In other races, I will be interested to see who wins the Collins/Marshall race for Congress. I really can't beleive how nasty this one has gotten. I think Marshall is ahead on the mud-slinging restraint scale, but either way, this thing has gotten ridiculous. I would also like to take this opportunity to complain about the commercials. I think only the candidate should be able to run these. The party commercials are atrocious.

A randome list, completed in class.

The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
I wish my phone would stop ringing.

When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
If there is a cart return, probably. I beleive in karam so I think it most appropriate . I hate stores with no cart retrunes - Staples.

In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
Is the social company interesting? I find myself more interesting that most.

Do you take compliments well?
I like to think so.

Are you an active person?
Can't sit still.


If abandoned alone in the wilderness, do you survive?
Eagle Scout. Duh.

Do you like to ride horses?
No.

Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
Each & every summer after I turned 8 or so. boy scout camp, church camp, kayaking camp, you name it. I still remember Camp Daniel Boone with clarity. Long walks back to camp, the Friday all-day bar-b-q of boston butts smoking on grills allday. Stupid campfire skits, afraid to take a shower, trying not to go to the bathroom for a week. Summer camp was always such a fun time for me. In the woods, exploring, taking classes on how to do random stuff. I think summer camp may have shaped my late teens as I turned into a raft guide/mtn biking guide for another camp and worked there for three years. We didn't have to do the skits anymore though.


Are you judgmental?
Yes, but I like to think I don't judge people. I probably judge intelligence most. For instance a woman created a property line dispute today whilst I was trying to help a friend build a fence. I think she sat in her house for weeks and just took some kind of strong pillz. She was out of it. I judged her an idiot.

Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
I pursue. But I want to be pursued. Split personality on this.


Use three words to describe yourself right now.
Tired, itchy, bored.

If you had to choose, would you rather be deaf or blind?
This leads me into a diatribe about how thankful I am for my health and senses. I find myself thinking how happy I am to taste something, see a pretty sunset, gree leaves, or hear music on a regular basis. I'd rather not choose which one to lose.

Are you continuing your education?
Yes. Law School. I'm needing to get a real job soon.

Do you know how to shoot a gun?
Yes. I'm personally partial to my deer rifle. I haven't shot it in awhile though.

How often do you read books?
I read stuff everyday but rarely find myself actually reading a good book. I'm afraid to. I get caught up in them, lose sleep, fail to get work done. I wish i have better self discipline in this area so I would read more.

Do you think more about the past, present or future?
I'm a schemer. I usually strat

What is your favorite children's book?
Anything Seuss.

How tall are you?
5'10'


Where is your ideal house located? I don't know. Funny b/c a friend and I had this conversation recently. My ideal house would be built under my close supervision though.

Boxers or briefs?
Depends.

Last person you talked to?
Wifey as she left to take the MPRE - GOOD LUCK!!

Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
Hmmm.. I have no idea. probably not.

When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?
No idea on this one. That place is "woefully middle class"



What are your keys on your key chain for? house, car, wifey's car, dad's office, parent's house, masterlocks to all-things-cadle.

Where was the furthest place you traveled today?
To chick-fil-a then school, then back home b/c i left my computer cord, then back to school. I'll probably make it to lowes today so thats 10 miles aways maybe.

Where is your current pain at?
Happy to report I'm pain free. The shingles rash still itches some but the valtrex has really helped. I know you all make fun of me, but this is now a preventable syndrome that everyone should be aware of b/c antiviral meds really help and the shingles can really destroy your quality of life for longer than you may think.

Do you like mustard?
YES- the best mustard ever was in Oslo Norway where they had this boardwalk by the sea. The stand sold tasty hotdogs and some kind of sweet/tangy mustard that you applied to your hotdog, followed by tasty fried pieces of onion. Affectionately called "onion crunchies" in my house.


Do you prefer to sleep or eat? Depends... i love food, i love sleep when i'm tired. I probably eat more than I sleep.

Do you look like your mom or dad? DAD - our senior pictures from high school are scary.


How long does it take you in the shower? 2 min to until the hot water runs out. My new shower, complete with bench, will decidely extend the time i am int he shower.

Can you do a split? Hell no.

What movie do you want to see right now? Borat!

What did you do for New Year's? I don't think i did anything...hmmm..

What was the cause of your last accident? I almost lost my left nut b/c I was using improper sawing technique on a table saw and a piece of oak shot out and caught me in the thigh. left a bruise on my leg the size of a softball.


Car accident? Chickie poo paying more attention to her radio and less to the red light she was How much money do you have on you right now?
I'm still worried about paying off my student loans, but I'm comfortable.

Was your mom a cheerleader? No - she was big into 4-H though. Damn she can cook b/c of this. Can my readers back me up?


What's the last letter of your middle name?
"L" - the onle letter of this name our whole family can agree on. Well, the N also. You see, my middle name is NEAL. My grandfather, nor my father for that matter, was not a good speller. My grandmother and grandfather decided to name me after my great uncle, grandmother's brother, Neil. Well, while filling out the birthcertificate, Granddaddy put down NEAL for my father. As uncle Neil was crotchity, I don't know if this was truly accidental or a bit of protest, but none the less, my father's middle name is NEAL and so is mine.


How many hours of sleep do you get a night? Either not enough or too much. prolly averaging 8 hours lately.

What do you buy at the movies? Popcorn, but I always want a hotdog.

Do you know how to play poker? I don't. But The Yankee workshop made an amazing poker table the other day.

Do you wear your seat belt? yes. but i have been cited for failure to do this.



What do you wear to sleep? boxers. maybe a t-shirt.

Anything big ever happen in your hometown? Hank Williams Jr. played his first concert there.



How many meals do you eat a day? two and snacks.

Do you like funny or serious people better? I need to be enteretained by someone who is a "serious talker."

Ever been to Vegas?
No, but my serious talker friend has.a

Did you eat a cookie today?
I'll stop by the grocery on the other lowes.

Do you use cuss words in other languages?no, but i should learn.

Do you steal or pay for your music downloads? I'll plead the 5th on this one.

What do you and your parents fight about the most? Nothing lately.

Is anyone mad at or irritated with you right now? I don't think so. Thats a nice thought.

Do you open presents on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?
Christmas day. This year will be scattered. or not at all since my brother wants to do giftless christmas, which i'm not a big fan of. I like the tradition. its really the thought that counts. I also like wrapping paper. you don't have to give me anything ridiculous.


What's your favorite preparation for eggs?
Fried, in bacon fat, where you use a spoon to cook the yolkes with hot grease. drain on paper towel. so tasty.

Are you easy to get along with? Casually, yes. I can be opinionated and direct. I think its probably a bit of a challenge to live with me.

What is your favorite time of day? That small snatch of time when you appreciate something for just being. Driving home, a beautiful sky. Smelling something that makes you appreciate life. Its never the same time for me.

Who was your best girlfriend/boyfriend?Was? Was... I like this. I'm a serial friendship type person. I call them "transient friends" I can be great friends with someone then one of us will drop off the map. We'll pick back up when/if we run into each other again. I'm gonna go with Jeff on this one. Jeff is an army ranger instructor. We were inseperable around the third grade, hated each other in 5th, (cause I was plain mean), friends again at age 14 or so due to the boy scouts, he moved to Florida at age 17, (came back to visit, and I didn't even recognize him) back to Ga for community college at 19, off to UGA generally together at 20, he went of to war, twice, I'm still in school, and I'll be his best man when he gets married this summer. Jeff is one of the few people I know I can call on. We've "dated" the same women, worked together installing furniture, gone hunting together, fought like brothers, hiked together, and even bounced at the same seedy bar together.. Jeff was and is by best guy friend.


Who do you hate? Idiots and unnecessarially rude people.

Would ever date your first love again? The first person I really wanted to marry. Yes. I wonder how it would turn out. Prolly the same. who knows. And really, now that I'm all married and stuff, who cares?

Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend? Hmm, I have a wonderful wifey, a fun roommate, and some great friends who happen to be girls. My women keep me entertained and grounded.

Depends on how you classify "boyfriend." I am dating but not in a committed relationship with anyone.Current mood?Eh - pretty even keeled - not euphoric but not down in the dumps either.

The time has finally come.

I'm moving to California.

Reese Witherspoon has finally left that wretched husband of hers. I've had the biggest crush on this little honey pie since she starred in some bad movie where she was sleeping with some dude playing her brother. I think this turned out to be where she met that loser husband of hers. So, it started off as fake incest, it was doomed from the start.

Its time for me to step in. Every man has some duty. This is mine.

It's not a threat, its a promise

Keep up the smart ass remarks and I'm posting a picture.

You too can control your outbreaks with a HUGE purple pill

Well damn if i don't have the herpes.

My left shoulder has broken out with a damn rash that absofuckinglutely hurts. N0, it doesn't itch, it hurts. So badly so that I actually went to the doctor. Evidently I'm the poster child for shingles. Shingles is caused by the virus Herpes Zoster, which gave most everyone chicken-pox back in the first grade. Well, evidently the virus never really goes away and will come back as a rash. Furthermore, if the person you are sleeping with has already had chicken pox, you don't spread the virus. That dear person already has it. This also goes for friends. If that dear person is going to get shingles, they will do so as a result of their own relationship with their own dormant virus, not mine.

Also, valtrex is damn expensive. The pills are huge - 1000mg, and they cost about $12 bucks apiece. When you take 3 for 7 days, that gets expensive. Amazingly, my insurance covered all but $30 bucks of this.

Hence, I am now controlling my outbeak with valtrex. Thank god most people only get this damn rash once.

PS - its always fun when the entire staff of the student health center parades through your exam room b/c you are a textbook case of something they don't see much. Shingles are usually reserved for the older people. Significantly older than me anyways.

I ain't doin shiat today

Well, thats not true. I made eggs benedict for breakfast, have some ham soup on. Considering working in the back yard, but I dvr'd an entire day of cooking shows and home improvement from pbs yesterday, so, I'm about to run out which may result in me doing something.

In other news, I have been doing carpentry like a mad man. Bookshelves in the bedroom are now installed and i don't think there is any more exposed insulation in the house. Also, I built some shelving in the water heater cablinet. Alas, I must start being a student again here very soon. Unfortunate really.

Educated Folk.

My Grandfather, F.H., is show with his graduating class. He is on the far left, first row.

For a larger picture, http://www.forest-blade.com/news/2006/0201/News/017.html

A few random comments

It feels like summertime again. Uggh.. Can't this humidity go away?

The house is utterly trashed in a way i hope it never sees again. I hope i can finish that bedroom soon so this furniture can find a new home.

I have finally figured out how to make frozen pizzas as good as those produced by your run-of-the-mill chains. My secret, broil after cooking to crisp the top.

Don't buy cheap paint brushes. Or cheap paint for that matter.

My dog is assy because the weather has been horrible. Maybe some fetch is in order....

Family drama is no fun.

Night class is no fun either.

Using the term "jewing down" when refering to a real estate deal will probably result in trouble, especially if you are teaching a class.

Cox Cable sucks ass. They are coming tomorrow. Grey's best not be interrupted this week.

Regards-

But I don't wanna!!!

I'm on call in Law of Lawyers tomorrow and I really don't want to do this. Just like the painting, its getting old. But I'm almost done. And paying bills and doing laundry and going to class at 8:30, etc. There are lots of things I just don't want to do.

A Disaster To Behold

"A dawg is a Southern man's best friend." - Lewis Grizzard.

I think somebody just shot my Dawg. UGA 22, Vandy 24.

If you are looking for me, I'll be that guy face down by the empty bottle of Makers Mark.

Cox Sux

I'd like to share my boring TV woes. I recently obtained a dvr and for some damn reason, our cable sucks. Our tv chooses not to receive, oh, espn during a big game, channel 6 during Gray's, or maybe anything else I want to watch. Right now its not getting any infomation as to whats on where, so channel flipping with this digital crap is getting old. Making me want to revert to my rabbit ears. At least TV was free then.

So, yes, I know TV is trivial, and I have 10,000 things to do that have more value to myself and others, but I just want to vege out on the couch, and watch Laguna Beach reruns, sans commercials and sip bourbon some evenings. I don't think it too much to ask. Conspiricist bastards. I'm starting to wonder if the wifey has something to do with this. Afterall, she does have a degree in TV communications.....

Painting...its what got me into this mess.

A major first for my time in macon is underway. I am at serious risk of actually completing a room in my house. Today, I had the most fun painting I do beleive I have ever had. I remember the first thing I painted. I con-ed (how do you spell that anyways??) my dad into paying me to paint some building in downtown swainsboro I don't remember which one was first. Oh yeah, that one, the one with 14 foot ceiling and we were supplied with some cheap ass ceiling paint - Coronado is bad stuff, stay away. So, after making some good money, I was off as a painter. This familiy industry eventually resulted in my purchase of a graco professional paint sprayer and I have no idea how many gallons of that paint I have applied to walls since then.

When I first obtained the sprayer, that thing was fun. I made some good money doing that, the I decided to do some construction work in college. Eventually I moved to macon and purchased a house. Hence, for the last two years, I have been trying to finish something. Now, in third year, I'm well on my way.

So, back to the topic at hand - painting. The bedroom walls are already painted. I'm just doing the trim. I've been working for a week and i finally put some actual paint on the walls. I put down 2 coats of primer, sanded, puttied, and caulked. Let me tell you, after all the prep work, it actually paid off. That stuff glides on. Like buttah.

nice.

Its A Celebration!!

Or maybe not...

I recently received a letter a firm i was hoping to get an offer from. It is a lovely letter.

Informing me that they are not hiring this year but would be happy to provide me with a reference for the further job searching that is looking quite necessary.

Too bad practicing law is really running a business. The coyote and I are headed back to the drawing board.

Opinions

Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one and they all stink.

After reading some blog entries recently, I felt provoked to write my own piece about this topic. First and foremost, I have been to too many years of higher education in fields that are all about qualification. Law, accounting, and science all have trained my wee little brain to realize that there are more questions than answers. So what do i do? Well I qualify things. If this then that but if the other then something else....you get the drift.

So, after reading these opinion pieces on opinions, I thought I would proffer my opinion on opinions. In making this exhaustive academic study, the first thing that popped into my head was the above statement. And, after further thought, I offer the following reivision.

Opinions are like assholes, everyone hides theirs and tries to keep it as clean as possible as not to offend others.

And I beleive on further reflection, people are afraid to have opinions at the risk that conflict will foreclose opportunity. Hence, at office lunches and civic functions, we either sit with people we suspect are most like us or we just sit there and limit discussion to subjects everyone can agree on. Even our lawmakers do this. With the political add season coming, I ask you to slow the dvr down and actually watch some of these commercials. "Mark Taylor is tough on crime." "Sonny helped the children." Why did the do these things? I bet it has less to do with their love for the little ones or the fact criminals are bad people than it has to do with the ease in which they can get people to agree on their legislation. Who wants to go home and say they voted not to punish the sex offenders? NOBODY.

People just don't stand up and say what they think anymore. We are all so interconnected and so many times are our thoughts we think private recorded in places we don't know about, that we are afraid to say what we think.

On another tangent, maybe people don't want to be called a liar or go back on their word, so they qualify. That keeps things from biting them in the ass. Or so they think. But hey, if you making any mistakes, you're probably not learning much.

So, there you go. That's my opinion, on opinions.

Bumpersitcker see recently

"Borrowing tools is for the weak" I thought this was funny, but if anyone needs to borrow anything, just give me a call.

Upside down and crooked

Damn, I am sore. A friend from law school and I hung the crown molding in my master bedroom yesterday. I can barely move. Those light boards take their toll when you hold them up to the ceiling and take them down and cut them they pry them into place then.... well you get the idea.

So, now I have a bit more trim work to do in there and its off to the races with the painting. Then we can at least move all then furniture back into the room. After the bathroom is finished, then we can be in there fo real.

In other building news, i assembled a "Cornhole" table, well two of them actually, for a friend. We just got a DVR and I recorded an episode of Yankee Workshop where they engaged in making signs. Always being one who wants to apply my new "skilz" I decided we should carve his initial in one of them with the router. So, I made my first attempt at somewhat artistic routher work and I must say, i was impressed with the results. I think i can do better next time, but that seems to be a theme for me.

A Close Encounter of Another Kind

Waiting on Pre-Trial practice to begin. And sitting in the student lounge next to the executive committee of the Womens Law Association. also know as the Mafia around here. The are organized, have an outline bank, make connections for jobs and really do loads of stuff around here. I really thought they met in secret and had some sort of secret decoder ring that would allow them access to a secret room that no one else knows about. Evidently I was wrong. So, I'm casually evesdropping on this elusive group and i must say its none too mysterious.

Oh well, maybe they'll throw a couple outlines my way.