December 30, 2007

Wacky receipt

This is the wackiest receipt I've ever gotten from a Bojangles'. First, it came from the "DT PRINTER PRINTER." The name of the "server" was certainly unique -- "Firandy." Then there is the mysterious message: "PEACE AND LOVE FROM Z CHOPSTICKS 8-5-06 - 10-12-07."

Getting ready for the new year

When Amy and I started reading about traditions and superstitions for the turn of a new year, one idea stuck: getting your ducks in a row. This means cleaning up, getting bills paid, and getting organized. This is a convenient time for me to do those things since I have a break from school. Today I have been organizing e-mail and setting up my online calendar with Google for the first time. If I can get my study cleaned up a little, maybe I'll have some real control over the new year!

There is also the idea that what you are doing at midnight on New Year's Eve affects what you will be doing for the whole year. This time we are going to go out and socialize, and it would be nice to think that I can be a little more social in 2008. I'm thinking we might actually come home before midnight, though, but that can set the precedent for being social but not partying late at night.

I don't know if this will become our little tradition or not, but I am prepared to cook collard greens, blackeye peas, and cornbread muffins on Tuesday as I did for the first time last New Year's Day. That is related to the superstition about bringing in money for the new year, but maybe it can set a precedent for cooking at home more.

December 27, 2007

House numbers

This may be a boring topic, but house numbers or street addresses are important to the real estate we own, the mail we send, and the pizza we have delivered. We might prefer our own house number to be short and memorable. They are commonplace, everyday things, but there is often mystery in their assignment. The most familiar scheme for assigning is the system of block numbering, and another scheme uses distance, but the details vary. Why do numbers in Athens start at 100 but numbers in Oconee County start at 1000? Why do neighborhoods in Macon have four-digit addresses that all start with the same digit? For instance, in Sherwood Forest, where my grandparents lived, all the addresses start with a 2 followed by three more digits assigned in block style. What does the 2 mean?

These numbers communicate information, but it isn't always clear what some of the information might be.

December 05, 2007

Exam period

I finally realized my error in calling exams at the end of the semester in law school "final exams" or "finals." That is a habit from undergrad days. Since law school classes have only one exam, they are the first and only exams.

December 03, 2007

Breastfeeding My Husband

That's it -- I've had it with Gmail. I thought it should be great not to have intrusive graphic ads. Text ads are out of the way and innocuous, right? Until this comes up at the top of your screen:

It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever! It kind of gets your attention for a second. It's a link that says, "Breastfeeding My Husband ... Top 5 Websites For Breastfeeding My Husband." What does this have to do with anything? What could this even mean? This is the webpage I got when I clicked on the link.

Thank God I did not see any pictures! Those links don't go to anything that these three words might sound like. It was just a collection of random keywords. And, no, the word "breastfeeding" did not appear in any of my e-mails!

November 27, 2007

Stop leaving pointless voice mail

Some people have annoying voice mail habits. Here are two of them.

  1. Messages from a close friend or relative just asking to call back. What a waste of 30 seconds of your life that you will never get back. If this happens every week, that's like 26 minutes a year of wasted life. This is a problem because checking voice mail is a chore. On a mobile phone you have to wait to connect, enter a code, listen to announcements about the number of messages and the time they were recorded, listen to the message, and then delete it. If you are calling someone you talk to at least every week, they are going to see your missed call and know that you want to talk. They don't need to waste 30 seconds of their life hearing a useless message; by that time they could have already called you. If you have an actual message, such as a phone number they were looking for or a bundt cake recipe, then by all means leave it. But otherwise just hang up when you get to voicemail.
  2. Messages telling you what time it is. Answering machines with timestamps became popular in the 1980s, so 20 years later why are you telling someone what time you're leaving your message? If they have some relic of an analog tape recorder, it's their own problem. If you're calling a cell phone, you know it has a timestamp. Get on with the message already, and why does the time even matter?
You have one new message. (Pause.) First new message ... received today at ... eight ... twenty-six ... p.m. (Pause.) "Hey, Bob, this is Joe. It's ... uhhh ... about ... eight thirty. I just wanted to see if you were around. Call me back. Bye." (Long pause.) End of message ... To delete this message, press 7..."

What a waste of time. Joe and Bob talk all the time. Bob probably heard his cell phone ring, and even if he didn't, he will look at the phone and see Joe's number on his missed calls list -- along with the time he called! Imagine that!

So please -- stop leaving voice mail when you have nothing to say, and get to the point without giving the time and temperature.

Why do I care about this? Because some people have stopped checking their voice mail entirely. They are deluged with pointless messages and will miss important ones.

November 25, 2007

Existential crisis

I suppose my career choices in law present my latest existential crisis. I have made a serious break from my past by making such a solid commitment to law school and my choice to pursue law practice, but there are more choices to be made. I have done well enough to narrow my choices this much: My vision is to help people, and that means helping individuals and their small businesses. I also want to work in private practice, and I want to work in the Athens area. That is good focus.

However, it seems that I should also choose a substantive area of law in which to focus my interests further. So-called general practice has had its death knell rung by many commentators, and as far as Athens goes, a local judge said it would behoove me to specialize. Real estate? Business? Divorce? Criminal? I have a lot of thinking to do.

E-mail amusement

AOL has a service called My eAddress that lets you create a free e-mail account using your own domain name. The webmail is full of advertising, but you can connect through an e-mail program through IMAP for free, too. I wonder if I should start using for personal e-mail or just leave well enough alone.

November 19, 2007

Euro Speed Bump

Since my blog is the most boring in the world, I will give you a link to something less boring: The Euro Speed Bump. How long before it comes to Athens?

November 17, 2007

Amy got quoted in the news again

Mansfield will get Tarrant's first Zaxby's chicken, Star Telegram, 17 Nov. 2007.

There is some misquoting or bad editing, though. There is a long portion enclosed in a single pair of quotation marks that are actually bits of pieces of Amy's words throughout the conversation. That is a misrepresentation that bends the rules of traditional journalism ethics. But at least the article is positive.

November 13, 2007


This is really weird. I am in my third week of having a nagging cough and minor cold symptoms. It is rare for me to get sick like this, other than sinus headaches. There might be some new super virus going around. A physician's assistant told me it appears to be bronchitis, and she prescribed some drugs to treat the symptoms and help me sleep. They have provided quite a bit of relief today. This vaporizer is helping a little bit, too.

October 30, 2007


I guess I have had nothing amusing to write about, and I also have been recording my daily activities in a written diary, so I haven't felt the urge to blog here.

This semester at law school is pretty tedious. I'm taking a couple of financial classes in which we delve deeply into the Uniform Commercial Code and things even less interesting than that, like the Federal Tax Lien Statute and the Uniform Motor Vehicle Certificate of Title and Anti-Theft Act. See -- I bet you fell asleep just reading that.

My neighborhood has a dispute with our homeowners association. The board of directors levied a special assessment in an amount that exceeds their authority and for a project on property that won't benefit us. We've pooled our funds and hired a lawyer to fight it.

June 25, 2007

Real Men of Genius

I have mixed feelings about finding myself saluted by Bud Light. Have you heard their "Real Men of Genius" commercials on the radio? They make fun of someone who does something silly or has a weird job. One day you hear "Today we salute you, Mr. Basketball Shoe Designer" and another you hear about "Mr. Stadium Scoreboard Marriage Proposal Guy." Well, I finally heard, "Today we salute you, Mr. Cell Phone Holster Wearer... Even though cell phones are small enough to fit in your pocket, you still wear yours on your belt, telling everyone, 'I have a cell phone.'" I have occasionally wondered if I should be that guy, and now I know I should be ashamed.

You can hear some of the commercials on the Bud Light website.

June 19, 2007

Obsolete post office

The United States Postal Service now charges more for less -- more postage for slower mail. Throughout history the post office has been sped up by faster forms of transportation and automation, but lately it has taken a step backward. Fortunately, a lot of its functions are now obsolete, and I'm making changes to take advantage of electronic communication. I'm trying to stop all my paper bills and bank statements because I can get them through the Internet anyway. I often have the bills paid electronically before the paper copy even arrives at my home. I hope that our government utilities will start accepting electronic payments without surcharges one day, too.

Federal law gives the Postal Service a monopoly on first class mail, so there is no alternative choice for that exact kind of service. I take care of bills through the Internet, and I try to communicate through e-mail and fax, so those are the best substitutes. But maybe the post office will run more efficiently if we can reduce the volume of mail we put through it. One strange idea I have read is that the Postal Service is actually hurt by decreased demand resulting from electronic communication, but if that's true then the rising postage rates defy the logic of supply and demand.

June 16, 2007

Boring things

There are a lot of boring things in life. Most of them involve waiting on something. Here is a partial list:
  • Waiting for the garage door to open
  • Stopping at stop signs
  • Waiting at red lights
  • Waiting in line at a fast food restaurant
  • Waiting on car repair work
  • Waiting for hot water from a faucet
  • Getting dressed in the morning
  • Waiting for an inkjet printer to print a color document
  • Waiting for a dialup modem to connect to the Internet
  • Paying with a credit card through a dialup machine
  • Waiting for someone to answer the phone
  • Listening to voicemail
  • Putting stamps on an envelope

June 08, 2007

Spider web in kitchen

OK, so there are a few bugs in the house. The other morning I was surprised to see a spider on a web between two cups on the kitchen table. I guess that's a sign that they've been sitting on the table too long instead of in the dishwasher where they should be, right? Except they were there only from the night before.

May 16, 2007

Feeling postal

I am so tired of the postage rates changing. Not only are we basically trying to figure out how to use our old 34-cent stamps and whatnot, we can't even remember what the rate du jour is. Those "first class" stamps -- were they worth 37 or 39 cents? Who knows? What is a post card now? Why do I have 23-cent stamps and 24-cent postcards? Why can't the post office put the new rates on its website two days before the new rates go into effect so I can be prepared? This stuff is ridiculous.

Here is a new wrinkle -- if I had just bought a ton of 1-cent stamps to be prepared for future rate increases, this time the excess would be a waste. Now they are finally offering stamps that will stay good for first-class mailings beyond future rate increases. But I still need more small stamps, maybe in 2-cent increments.

May 13, 2007


I'm trying to figure out what is wrong with my memory. I don't have great long-term or short-term memory. It seems like when I was prone to stress at the start of my college years my brain kind of stopped working properly. I'm not experiencing that kind of stress anymore, but my memory is no better. I'm hoping that maybe I just got out of practice in using my brain correctly. I am making another effort at writing in a personal journal, and I hope that pausing to reflect will help me retain memories. I should also review my notes in school to help my memory, but I have not been in the habit of regularly reviewing. If this pausing and reviewing stuff works, I can improve my personal life and my work life. At least if I do forget things and can't review past events easily in mind, the journal pages might provide some kind of association that jogs my memory. I'm looking forward to the results. If I can only remember to write in my journal each day...

May 01, 2007

Pizza craving

I have been having a craving for pepperoni pizza these last few days. I finally went to Taco Bell/Pizza Hut for lunch and got that monkey off my back. It wasn't very good. Now I have a bunch of fat and refined carbohydrates and other junk in my stomach. I regret this occurrence.

Every time I buy cat litter, Tidy Cats has some new variety, and there are all these varieties to choose from. Are they trying to keep our interest, or are they making better products? Our cats are currently enjoying Tidy Cats Small Spaces litter, and it is 100 times better than the store brand junk I bought last time. The name brand stuff is worth every penny, and I threw away the rest of the old stuff. This new litter smells like oranges, but the cats don't seem to mind. The claim on the label is "crumble free performance," and it lives up to the claim. Yes, it is high tech cat litter. It is what cats will use in space as long as there is artificial gravity.

April 24, 2007


I just got a weird phone call showing the outgoing number from the UGA phone system. It sounded like a bunch of gibberish, so I just hung up. Someone should own up to this.

April 19, 2007

More changes

My stepfather's father passed away yesterday. K. S. "Bubber" Nobles is survived by a large and interesting family of which I am happy to be a part. I did not get to know him well, but he obviously did something right since my stepfather Dean has been a loyal son who helped with the family business and stayed with his father during his declining health. Bubber and his family grew cotton and peanuts and raised cattle and hogs. He even worked as a barber, and he was quite a guitar player, too.

April 15, 2007

Writer's block

I always thought of myself as having writing skills, so why can't I get properly started on a paper? I think I feel like I'm not fully prepared to write a good paper, but I also realize I have to get my ideas on paper to develop them more fully. My writing skills should include revision skills. It may look like I'm lazy, but I'm actually interested in this paper for which I have already made an outline. I have to take my creative powers to the next level somehow.

April 13, 2007

wrong number

You know how you sometimes get a call for the wrong number? That happens to my cell phone a lot, so much that I even received a text message to the wrong number on January 18:

Yeah start at fatz next week so they can teach me
some things and i will go to bartending school on the side i know i can do it plus i dont know about u but texts cost me alot so thats why i havent texted u back right a way other than that minusdriver broke up jordan and matt are now playing with my good friends drew and josh from fold their called winter ransom and u know what i think it sukz anyway talk to u later brother

April 10, 2007

Power bill

I have always wanted to get a power bill for less than $100. It finally came for the last month -- $99.11. Not much under the mark, but sweet nonetheless. In the past few weeks we've run the air conditioner and the heater, though, so it won't happen again, probably not for the rest of my life.

Georgia Power is offering us a flat monthly rate for a year based on last year's usage, but what would I have to look forward to each month?

My other goal would be to get the water bill under $30. I will try to spend less than an hour per day in the shower, but I will probably start watering outdoors more often. What I think is hilarious is those people that water their grass so much that their usage bumps up their billing rate and they get a $200 water bill. That's the cost of the luxury of living on a grass farm. Lawns are supposed to be a display of wealth.

April 05, 2007

Shirts and ties

Those tiny little buttons near the cuffs on my shirt sleeves are really annoying. They're hard to button up when I already have the shirt on. I think the laundry people purposely unbutton them every time.

While we're in my closet, you might want to know that Amy has categorized my ties. Some are "authorized" and the rest are "unauthorized." She put my bowtie in the "unauthorized" group, but I disagree with that. I can't remember how to tie it, so it doesn't matter.

April 02, 2007

Few true favorites

I'm not the type of person to name a favorite movie or a favorite color. I see the world in shades of gray, so everything has its pros and cons, especially depending on circumstances. On the movie example, there are certain movies I like, but how can one stand above all the rest? Ask me what my favorite something is, and I'll give you a blank stare. My mind doesn't constantly sort and rank my experiences.

There are a few artists and creative people that really get my attention, though, and they essentially earn the equivalent of a "favorite" status in my world. For example, you might call Joe Satriani my favorite guitar player. I have collected many of his CDs and appreciated his music. This does not mean I listen to his music very often, though. It means his songs are unique, interesting, meaningful, and entertaining.

Among my favorite writers is Chuck Palahniuk. His work deserves all kinds of cliched adjectives. He deals with the philosophical and unconventional. I no longer read his new books, though, because his work is formulaic. There are other writers with books that speak to me, and they each deserve to be named a "favorite" in some kind of category if I could only articulate the taxonomy of the literary niches they occupy in my mind.

Lately I have been admiring the cinematic work of Michel Gondry. This guy is a genius on weird art and visually manipulating the human mind. I have watched a couple of the movies he has directed, The Science of Sleep and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. These films have an odd way of making you feel like you're in a dreamlike state. In fact, they each do deal with sleep plus mental struggles and confusion. I think they hypnotize or lull first you so that the protagonists' mental perceptions will appear more dreamlike when they finally start. Gondry's bizarre visual art is prominent in The Science of Sleep and his music videos, but Eternal Sunshine is just visually masterful in presenting a character's memories and dreams.

April 01, 2007

Rain, finally

After basically a month with no rain at all, it sprinkled this morning and is sprinkling again. Will this be enough to wash away any pollen? When will we have a full shower? This is like spending days in the desert only to be sprayed in the face with a misting bottle. The only reason we have spring greenery is because of the morning dew.

My own spirits need a balance in weather just like plants do. After too much rain or too much drought I feel anxious. Of course, part of my problem now is the dirty pollen making me and the rest of the population sick.

March 30, 2007

Law school talent show

I went to the annual law school talent show this year. It didn't have quite the range of types of performances that it had last year, but there were more people trying to do funny songs. There were two bands with banjos. A couple of notable songs involving banjos were "Fat Bottomed Girls" from Queen and a Dr. Dre song I won't name here. Yes, it was very wrong stuff that was strangely amusing. Mikey Mel and the JDs played again, and Mike wore a suit jacket, tie, and boxer shorts, as usual.

I spread out some of our liriope in the backyard. Eventually I will spread it out more, and it will deter people from walking in the yard, or at least when a golf ball comes in it will just disappear (like Casey Martin's last year). Speaking of golf balls, one almost hit a neighbor while we were working in our yards. We are never safe. At least I'd rather be hit by a ball than a stray bullet, although that Nike commercial for their new golf ball with all that ballistic footage made me really nervous. I can just see one going through our house like that bullet in Korn's "Freak on a Leash" video.

The air was filled with smoke from a controlled burn in Oglethorpe County today, but we were convinced it was pollen.

March 29, 2007

Casting earthly shells

Along the highways we are often reminded that people feel there is meaning at the location where a loved one passed away. Of course, the final resting place is most important -- the grave, vault, or urn -- but we also take interest in that spot where the person's life functions ceased. Along the highways you will see crosses and flowers at intersections and curves. Families honor their dead and remind drivers that their work is dangerous.

We also mark these sites away from highways, even when the death is natural. We pause to reflect on our loved ones at these places. How can our feelings be explained? Do we feel that we can be closer to them at this spot? Do we want to see what they saw in their last moment to understand what it was like?

There is also a lot of meaning for one's personhood when life functions cease. A living person, even if brain dead, is a person. After death, there is a change in identity: the person is gone, and a body is left behind. A doctor treats a him or a her, but a mortician prepares his or her body for a funeral.

This distinction is usually followed by journalists in news reports. However, I recently heard a couple of deviations in reports of a missing person recently found dead. The journalists said that he (by pronoun or proper name) was found floating in a pond. Normally they would say his body was found. I took notice but did not understand why the deviation was made.

March 28, 2007

Old guy on international relations

I listened to Lee Hamilton speak at the UGA Chapel today about what the United States should do with its power. He is a former Congressman from Indiana, and he has been on the 9/11 Commission and the Iraq Study Group. He wasn't just another boring old lecturer; he knew how to give a speech. I guess that's why he got elected for 34 years. Anyway, he spoke passionately and sometimes decrescendoed to provide transition. His views seem pretty moderate. For instance, he said that although our country is justified in taking unilateral action to respond to dire threats, we generally should seek help from allies to accomplish our goals around the world. He said that the U.S. is the most powerful country but not powerful enough to bend the world to its will. He likened international relations to representation in Congress: he suggested that the U.S., like a Congressman to a constituent whose problem he cannot promise to fix, should tell other countries that we want to help them although we cannot fix every problem around the world. He said that our biggest issue is weapons of mass destruction, but diplomacy must be pursued with our enemies.

Hamilton summarized his advice with something to this effect: "We should be idealists without illusions and pragmatists with vision."

There was quite a bit of clapping. Let me just share a pointer on clapping: If you're one of those people who can make very loud, percussive claps -- the kind that stand out from the bleachers at a baseball field, sounding like a hammer rather than just a pair of hands -- please temper your enthusiasm when you are indoors and close to other people's eardrums. Use your "indoor" clap at lectures.

I looked for a quick lunch before going to the lecture. I was going to eat one of those instant Cup Noodles things, but I looked at the Nutrition Facts label for the sodium content because I know that's an issue with that product. OK, it had a four-digit number. You should not have over a gram of sodium with a small portion of food. I ate a sandwich instead. Do servings of Cup Noodles raise your blood pressure within, like, an hour? Because I feel weird after I eat those things.

March 26, 2007

The answer to the legal question: there is no answer

Quite often the answer to a legal research question is that there is no answer. I don't feel comfortable when things are pointing to that particular answer, though. Today I wrote a four-page memo on basically nothing, but not quite in the Seinfeld way. I felt like I should have come up with a little more somehow, by analyzing and extrapolating from the related material to come up with a more sophisticated version of nothing.

Random observations about news sources on online research systems: Westlaw has the Fulton Daily Report, but I cannot find that on LexisNexis. LexisNexis actually has the Jones County News from my hometown of Gray, Georgia, which is weird because it doesn't have many of the state's metropolitan newspapers. Westlaw is my friend right now, though, because of its "Results Plus" feature -- which is sort of like when Google adds special results in the right hand column when you run a search. You can search cases and get links to special results from treatises. Pretty handy.

March 25, 2007

Record weather

So we are experiencing record levels of dryness and heat for March. That is just great -- the weather looks beautiful, but that is deceiving because it is really destructive.

The cat that has been hanging out in front of our house now has a collar with a bell. To me that means someone has taken ownership of it. I don't have to worry about it starving or anything.

I have been thinking about making certain changes in the backyard to deter trespassers. One possibility is planting a cover of some type of monkey grass. A more dramatic idea would be to grow a big stand of bamboo, but I'm not going for Michael Stipe's style. Another possibility is to mount an anti-aircraft machine gun on the back deck and have it loaded up with a belt of ammunition ready to go. I would rather the junipers hurry up and grow.

I recently wondered how many lawyers work in Barrow, Alaska, and whether their legal market is served sufficiently. Amy said that at least if they're up there and happen to be on a Weight Watchers diet they can figure out how many "points" whale meat has since someone actually posted a number on the Internet.

March 16, 2007

I can hear that spring is here

Spring really seems to be here. First it seemed to be an assault on our senses with all its loud birds and warm blazing sunshine. We weren't ready because we feel like we've been robbed of our normal winter. But then finally this week I think there was a subdued, less blazing warmth with the nice spring smells that brought out my usual visceral reaction -- spring fever, if you will. That's right -- my viscera said, "Hey, that's kind of nice." Then I said to my viscera, "Why are you talking? I never hear from you." Seriously, though, it wasn't much of a reaction because the weather has been warm so often this winter. (Yes, it is still winter, astronomically speaking.) However, there is nothing quite like actually being in a cold region where the first time the temperature goes above 60 degrees is some day in April -- that's a spring for real.

The weather is very windy today. Something about a big storm system causing lots of snow in the Northeast. Here we had rain this morning and senseless wind this afternoon. I actually told Amy, "We need rain," and I felt like there must be an old person growing inside me. I was actually concerned about my new bushes, something that old people like. I also want my weed-and-feed fertilizer to get absorbed into the grass, something else that old people like.

A big noisy feature of this spring is the cacophony of birds in our backyards over here in our neighborhood. Farms have roosters, and we have songbirds with amplifiers. I think I saw one plugging up to the outlet on our back porch. The last time I went to the Chick-Fil-A drive-through I'm surprised they could hear my order over that loud bird in the back; I went there to eat a bird, not listen to one. If Rachel Carson hadn't written that book, man, I would be able to sleep in a little bit now and then. DDT would also be legal, and I might use it on the carpenter bees that have returned to our foyer window. Does anyone have some DDT left over? I hear it was good stuff.

One thing I do like about spring is Cadbury Creme Eggs being sold at the grocery stores. I love those things, although they must be in moderation or I'll get tired of them. One year Amy hid some from me and surprised me at, like, Halloween, and they weren't as good. Some people say they don't like Cadbury eggs, but I've also noticed that these are the same people who like lemon meringue pie and key lime pie. Lime and lemon make nasty desserts, so you folks can't criticize my normal chocolate and sugar.

March 12, 2007


I have accomplished something on spring break -- filing our tax returns. I can't possibly imagine doing it on paper, but it is still a hassle even though I've done it with software and electronic filing for six years now. This is the first time I've done a return online, though, and that was nice (and cheaper for some reason).

There is the hassle of going through our documents and typing in everything, and there is also the element of fear. Yes, fear that I forgot something importan or misunderstood something. Because software doesn't actually explain everything, even though they mislead you into thinking they will. We have all these forms called 1099-G, 1099-INT, and 1099-WTF or whatever. Form 8863? What about Forms 1 through 8862? Did I miss something? And then we have to pay the company that does the electronic filing because the IRS hasn't figured out how to let us file directly in cyberspace, or else H&R Block has lobbyists keeping it that way.

Well, at least it's rewarding to get it done with. We won't have to pay Georgia this year, and we can look forward to buying some deck furniture for the spring or something with our refunds.

February 10, 2007

Machine gun fire

The automatic weapons fire that I can hear from my house right now is inside a nearby indoor firing range. If I lived in Iraq or another war-torn country, though, I would be hearing automatic weapons out in the open. Over here it is no cause for alarm. Think about that.

February 04, 2007

Forest; county planning; email

Every Sunday in a row since for over a month now I have been going to Oconee Forest Park to take a long walk. I figure I walk over four and a half miles. The weather was a little bit nicer today, but I guess I would go out in bad weather because I really need to get my walk on at least once a week. I've gotten a little bored walking in my neighborhood because I'm tired of cars and pavement.

Yesterday I went to the planning department for one of the meetings beginning the public input process for Athens-Clarke County's decennial comprehensive plan revision. I suppose I will participate in the land use subcommittee, although there are several subcommittees tackling different sets of issues which will all overlap a great deal.

I'm looking at my Gmail account again. Maybe instead of switching my email addresses all the time and never being satisfied with the one perfect email account I should really just enjoy all of them. I do hate Yahoo Mail, but I use that for my junk address. I'm actually fascinated with the free AIM mail service because it provides free IMAP and SMTP service along with the ad-cluttered webmail -- quite unusual.

January 12, 2007

Graded and corrected

The cows came home, so I finally got my grades from fall semester. I passed everything! They look even better than I expected. I can stop worrying and get on with the new semester.

I like the overconfident moral support I get when you all tell me, "Oh, I knew you'd pass." Um, no you didn't! No one knows anything until the professor grades all the exams. First, we take one exam at the end of the semester, and our entire grades are based on that. Second, our grades are relative and based on how well we did in comparison to the other students in the class. It is very scary.

My vision is reverting back to its old ways. I decided to get an eye exam today, and I was given stronger prescriptions. I got new lenses for my glasses, but the contact lenses for trial had to be ordered. I'm less obsessed with my eyeballs now that I feel comfortable with the range of refractive error they occupy. I'm also optimistic about eyeball science in the future. My optometrist told me that there is growing research on treating "second-order aberrations" -- heck yeah!

January 02, 2007

Justice served on the roadside

It makes me happy when I see justice served to evil motorists on Highway 129. I was driving north through Morgan county when a Jeep Liberty with a Massachusetts tag tailed me for a while and then passed in what was clearly a no-passing zone, so I flashed my lights to indicate my disapproval. I was following traffic that was going a little slow because of a tractor-trailer, but advancing ahead was not enough for this driver. I saw the vehicle seriously speed up ahead and pass more traffic. A while later after I had gone through Madison I saw blue lights ahead, and I saw that the Jeep got stopped (though I'm not sure which agency made the stop). I tapped my horn in pleasure as I went by -- my way of saying "I told you so."

This reminds me of a southbound trip in the past when some jerk in a sports car blew my doors off but I got to pass him later when he was pulled over by a cop. The guy was seriously in a hurry, so he later passed me again despite that lost time. Then he got stopped a second time, so I passed him again!

The Madison police will chase you down, so "SPEED LIMIT 45" is more than a suggestion down there. I think it's a challenge.

I went on a trip today to visit Cyrena in Warner Robins (Wonderful Robins) and Mom, Dean, and Nellie in Danville (I still don't know a nickname for Danville). I got to see Cyrena's new place for the first time. It is new and big, and I'm really happy that she moved there. Mom fed us some good food at her house. We had turkey sausage, but Dean was trying to tell Nellie that it was deer sausage.

When I travel between Macon (the Mac Town) and Warner Robins on I-75, I can hold my breath through Crawford County. The highway goes through a little corner piece of it. When you see the Crawford County sign, you can look ahead and see the sign for Peach County at the same time.

What smells like sewage, dead animals, and feces? I don't know either, but Maggie the Wiener Dog rolled around in it tonight and got a very long bath.