7 December 2000
2:22 PM: Ah, sweet DSL, how I missed you...
They are still killing the tree in the fuckhead neighbor's yard. God, that's the worst part, that it goes on and on like this, that lovely friendly chain saw song. The limbs piled up on the sidewalk. Ptui on them.
4:58: I think I have a crush on David Boies. I mean, if you're going to be a lawyer, then unstoppable android Brainiac is the way to go. Of course he wears cheap suits. He's saying, "I am pure argument." And notice that he always speaks to the judges as if they were just having a conversation.
Plus, of course, the ability to simulate blind optimism:Boies told MSNBC afterward that he had "answered the questions that were critical to the court."Not mentioning that the questions were the rough equivalent of "Explain to me why I shouldn't have that baliff shoot you dead right where you stand, Mr. Boies."
"What you'd always rather have is a court tell you what is on its mind so you can answer those questions, and the court did that very directly today," he said.
Question for Today: If your chicken noodle soup doesn't have any noodles in it, and doesn't have any chicken in it, then how do you know what kind of soup it is?
6:06: OK, this has to be some kind of record. I have been at work a total of ... an hour and a half, hour three-quarters max, and I am already falling asleep. Whoops. Like just now. Good thing I wore my extra-absorbent black t-shirt Today.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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