Archive for September, 2007

Back to Life
Friday, September 28th, 2007

Thanks to all who have written in with various back diagnoses, advice, home remedies, and horror stories. Yes, I have managed to remove myself from the bathroom floor; yes, I do plan to try acupuncture; and no, I have never wrestled professionally or carried an armoire that I found on the street up four flights […]

Hard Proof that My Criminal Investigation Outline Was a Waste of .00000002 Gigabytes
Monday, September 24th, 2007

In case any lawyers/law students/devotees of the law persuasion still read this, I figured this piece might peak your interest. Ahh the bar exam. There is no escape.

And Then It Hits the Fan
Thursday, September 20th, 2007

I’m convinced that the universe has its own instincts — it senses when we’re approaching a collective overload on one notion or sentiment, and acts to push us the other way; on an individual level, it can keep you aligned with the nebulous greater balance, assuming you’re paying close enough attention. And then, every once […]

They Say It’s Your Birthday
Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

It’s always an amusing time, the week before my birthday. Every September the little voices start whispering that some special event is coming up, some excuse for self-indulgence is almost here, until finally the hedonistic floodgates open, letting fly the unique and unbridled narcissism that is somehow socially acceptable on the anniversary of our entrance […]

Thrice Bitten
Tuesday, September 4th, 2007

I’ve been attacked by nature this summer. If I venture outside for more than fifteen minutes, it’s like I’ve spent the last 38 hours trapped in an entomology lab, covered in grape jelly. Bugs of all shapes and sizes have feasted on my extremities, leaving behind a range of souvenirs — Texas-shaped hives on my […]

Is “You Make Our Dicks Subconsciously Nod” a Compliment?
Saturday, September 1st, 2007

If so, uh, thanks guys … I think.
(Note to Dad: Do not hit this link.)