"I'm tired..."

I use "I'm tired" as the beginning of this story for two reasons: because I'm tired of something and because a famous person happened to utter those words quite a few times a couple of days ago.

First of all, I'm tired of everything dealing with Terri Schiavo. It is a terrible, sad, story. What is happening to her is terrible. I don't know whether or not the two parties fighting for her, her husband and her parents, are truly acting in her best interests or their own. She is the hot potato stuck in the middle. Now, she is also getting tossed between the Florida Legislature, Congress, both dubya and Jeb, and a multitude of courts and Judges. News flash for those urging to take action: the courts all made their decisions. Those "tyrannical" judges you talk about are the same ones who you constantly bitch at for being activist judges. Now when they don't act, you yell at them for that. Boy, do I love hypocrisy! This is a case about one woman in Florida and her husband. I'm sure it's disappointing that the judge's ruling did not go the way you would have liked, but the decision has been made... over, and over, and over again. Accept it.

Secondly, apparently Barry Bonds is tired also. At least he said it enough times in an interview Tuesday, 14 times by one count. He must be very frustrated with three kneww surgeries, but is there more to it? He talked about sitting out the season because of arthroscopic knee surgery, but come on, football players have similar procedures done during the season and still come back and play. I doubt Barry's knee would face the same abuse as football players'. On the other hand, there are two other 800-pound gorillas nearby with Barry: steroids and the home run record. I don't know Barry's true motives, but is it possible that he's doing this to let the steroid firestorm ride out? And what about the home run record... he's 11 away from tying Babe Ruth and 52 behind Hank Aaron. Maybe he doesn't want to have to deal with the inevitable abuse he'll receive for breaking that record amid the steroids allegations? Who knows. But Barry, you're not a sympathetic figure. You're blaming the media for your problems and trying to look sympathetic via... the media. Do you really think that will work? The media did not try to take you down. When you come across as defiant as you do, you do a pretty fine job of smearing your own good name.

Survey Follow-Up

In a previous post, I tried to think of the perfect word to describe the WCL library. Well, I think I have finally discovered that perfect word. It's a simple word that just flows out of my mind and just as easily off my tongue to describe it: poisonous. It's so simple, isn't it? Destructive. Harmful. Spiteful. Malicious. The library is all of these things and more.

Oh, and I misspelled poisonous to lose my 4th grade spelling bee to Chris Smith and Joe Reising (I spelled it poisionous. My bad!). I'm still bitter about it to this say. Considering I still talk to Joe, I guess I'm not too bitter...

Screw Christmas, this is the most wonderful time of the year!

Since I'm finishing up the write-on I'm not supposed to talk about, I won't talk about it. Instead, I'll talk about the good things that will happen this week.

First of all, spring is definitely in the air. It was sunny and beautiful today. Along with my trip to Arizona on Friday, I'm starting to get optimistic about the weather. And I'll actually get to experience a real spring for the first time in my life!

Beyond that, Thursday will be a confluence of two of the greatest days possible: St. Patrick's Day and the first day of the NCAA basketball tournament. Green beer served all day and college basketball all day. I don't think life gets any better. I'm sure the two fall on the same day every few years. I've never noticed it before. But I'm hoping that I'll get my laundry done Wednesday night so that I can watch basketball and drink beer all damn day!

Quote of the night

"If you're gonna go on a bender, you better have a good pair of sunglasses."
-Mr. X

L'chaim!

Survey...

I'm trying to think of the perfect word to describe the WCL library. The ideal word captures all of the inherent evilness that the library embodies; the way you dread going there, the way it takes away any motivation you have to do work, the way it slowly sucks any semblance of life out of you, the way you lose time in there and end up wasting away an entire day in seclusion with no contact with the outside world. It's almost casino-like in that respect, except people go to casinos to have fun. If any law students have any ideas, please offer your opinions. My options so far have ranged from dismal to corrosive and caustic. John thought of "pit of despair." Accurate, but I was hoping for one word. Any suggestions?