Snow Day!
So yes, even though NYC and south apparently did not get the kind of doom-bringing snow predicted, up here in Mass we are enjoying--or at least I am--snow-mageddon. A little west of Boston already has 30in, and it's still coming down. I'm off work, so I get to watch snow and study.
I also wanted to say that I received
polnaya_lipa's wonderful, wonderful gift from this year's Secret Santa, as aranged by the generous 
ikel_89. I came home just after New Year's to a package filled with Russian goodies! It seriously made my day :o) and was a nice way to kick off 2015. I failed to post sooner because several unexpected things came up, but no fear! A proper thank you card is on the way.
Bar study calls my name, but in the meanwhile, cross your fingers that I get tomorrow off, too. Another full day to study is something I need.
To those of you getting snow or other wintery weather, stay warm and safe. Everyone else, have a good week!
I also wanted to say that I received
polnaya_lipa's wonderful, wonderful gift from this year's Secret Santa, as aranged by the generous ikel_89. I came home just after New Year's to a package filled with Russian goodies! It seriously made my day :o) and was a nice way to kick off 2015. I failed to post sooner because several unexpected things came up, but no fear! A proper thank you card is on the way.Bar study calls my name, but in the meanwhile, cross your fingers that I get tomorrow off, too. Another full day to study is something I need.
To those of you getting snow or other wintery weather, stay warm and safe. Everyone else, have a good week!
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
by Saul Steinberg
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Wishing you all lots of happiness and all things good :o)
O' madness that way lies; let me shun that; no more of that
I realized the last several posts have all been fixated on the doom and gloom that is the bar. So like King Lear said, no more of that.
I hope those of you who celebrate had a happy thanksgiving! I declined to attend the usual 2-day food and family spectacular out in wicked exciting Ohio in order to spend time with/puppy sit PansyPants. Puppy time makes a lot of things better.
Pansy, though, decided that no commotion is no fun. She went out on the deck to bark at a squirrel or some other such egregiously evil creature. I was sitting at the table, with my back to her, so when I heard her slap the glass door to come back in, I turned around, and there's this bloody paw print. Like out of some horror movie. Of course PansyPants is crazypants and runs when I try to look at her paw. Not only did she dash all over the first floor but upstairs, too. Where there is white carpet. We spent some quality time at the emergency vet where she got stiches. Pansy is now sporting the very awesome Cone of Shame and a heavily bandaged paw. She looks like she's getting ready for her next bout with Floyd Mayweather. Currently though, she is bummed that she can't play with her beloved tennis balls for a while.
Back in Boston, my office has started putting up holiday decorations. Which is apparently some kind of sport, because the department that's situated on the other end of our floor has put up a a decently sized, seemingly professionaly decorated tree on top of a desk, which is covered with a tree skirt. There is also tree in the shared mail room. Yet another tree, put up by some coworkers in my department, sits on a worktable/shelf; this one looks like Charlie Brown's christmas tree meets Fourth of July: it's scraggly with blue and red garland. Meanwhile, my boss has placed our heavily ornamented tree on top of a filing cabinet. So, while it's not the prettiest tree, it's the highest sitting tree. I think that means we win!
Recently, I have rediscovered ramen noodles. Yes, I know that they are sodium-enriched weapons of bodily destruction, and there are far, far, far better options out there, but they still taste pretty good. All that warm, salty goodness is nice when it's cold and windy and gross outsi.......wait, I feel like this may have taken a slightly dirty turn. So, uh, moving on.
Speaking of rediscovery, I finally finished an Agatha Christie Poirot novel that has been sitting on my shelf for a while. I stuck it in my work bag to be my commuting read, and now I'm excited about Hercule Poirot all over again. I went and picked up another one the other day. I had forgotten how much I loved these books.
I hope you all have a great weekend!
I hope those of you who celebrate had a happy thanksgiving! I declined to attend the usual 2-day food and family spectacular out in wicked exciting Ohio in order to spend time with/puppy sit PansyPants. Puppy time makes a lot of things better.
Pansy, though, decided that no commotion is no fun. She went out on the deck to bark at a squirrel or some other such egregiously evil creature. I was sitting at the table, with my back to her, so when I heard her slap the glass door to come back in, I turned around, and there's this bloody paw print. Like out of some horror movie. Of course PansyPants is crazypants and runs when I try to look at her paw. Not only did she dash all over the first floor but upstairs, too. Where there is white carpet. We spent some quality time at the emergency vet where she got stiches. Pansy is now sporting the very awesome Cone of Shame and a heavily bandaged paw. She looks like she's getting ready for her next bout with Floyd Mayweather. Currently though, she is bummed that she can't play with her beloved tennis balls for a while.
Back in Boston, my office has started putting up holiday decorations. Which is apparently some kind of sport, because the department that's situated on the other end of our floor has put up a a decently sized, seemingly professionaly decorated tree on top of a desk, which is covered with a tree skirt. There is also tree in the shared mail room. Yet another tree, put up by some coworkers in my department, sits on a worktable/shelf; this one looks like Charlie Brown's christmas tree meets Fourth of July: it's scraggly with blue and red garland. Meanwhile, my boss has placed our heavily ornamented tree on top of a filing cabinet. So, while it's not the prettiest tree, it's the highest sitting tree. I think that means we win!
Recently, I have rediscovered ramen noodles. Yes, I know that they are sodium-enriched weapons of bodily destruction, and there are far, far, far better options out there, but they still taste pretty good. All that warm, salty goodness is nice when it's cold and windy and gross outsi.......wait, I feel like this may have taken a slightly dirty turn. So, uh, moving on.
Speaking of rediscovery, I finally finished an Agatha Christie Poirot novel that has been sitting on my shelf for a while. I stuck it in my work bag to be my commuting read, and now I'm excited about Hercule Poirot all over again. I went and picked up another one the other day. I had forgotten how much I loved these books.
I hope you all have a great weekend!
once more unto the breach...or is it charge of the light brigage?
July bar done.
And I am scared out of my mind.
And I am scared out of my mind.
That's all there is; there isn't anymore.
I am done law school. I graduate Monday.
Thank goodness.
Thank goodness.
Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day to all of the wonderful moms on my flist!
Finally.
They got him. The law enforcement officers and first responders are amazing.
ETA: if anyone is interested, Boston Mayor Menino and Mass. Gov. Patrick have formed the The One Fund to aid those affected by this week's events.
ETA: if anyone is interested, Boston Mayor Menino and Mass. Gov. Patrick have formed the The One Fund to aid those affected by this week's events.
What the hell?!
The Greater Boston Area is an INSANE place right now. --> See here for live updates and here for the video of the shootout.
Basically, an MIT police officer was shot and killed last night and the Cambridge PD went on a manhunt; this led to a carjacking/kidnapping; and things went totally crazy when explosions and gunfire went down in Watertown. Cambridge PD, Watertown PD, FBI, ATF, and Homeland Security were there.
I live in Cambridge, and because of insomnia, watched most of this go down until about 3am. The streets were nothing but sirens last night.
We have been told to stay inside; schools are closed. The MBTA is shutdown and there is an area wide manhunt for a guy who appears to be one of the Boston Marathon Bombers. The other suspect bomber went down during the firefight in Watertown. Apparently they are brothers from Russia.
Boston people, stay safe today, please!!!
Basically, an MIT police officer was shot and killed last night and the Cambridge PD went on a manhunt; this led to a carjacking/kidnapping; and things went totally crazy when explosions and gunfire went down in Watertown. Cambridge PD, Watertown PD, FBI, ATF, and Homeland Security were there.
I live in Cambridge, and because of insomnia, watched most of this go down until about 3am. The streets were nothing but sirens last night.
We have been told to stay inside; schools are closed. The MBTA is shutdown and there is an area wide manhunt for a guy who appears to be one of the Boston Marathon Bombers. The other suspect bomber went down during the firefight in Watertown. Apparently they are brothers from Russia.
Boston people, stay safe today, please!!!
Twenty One- Three times
"You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair–the sense that you can never completely put on the page what’s in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: you must not come lightly to the blank page" .- Stephen King
Three times I tried to write. Three times I came too lightly to the blank page.
I.They say the pen is mightier than the sword. Sometimes, though, it is just as heavy.
II. Memories are like ashes. Burning with effusive brio and puissant pathos, the boughs and branches of life quickly yield dust. Cinders are a side-effect of the human condition, and if you tilt your head just so, you can see the thermodynamics at work: that mysterious life force isn't lost- it merely moves from the kinetic to the potential, and as soot, memories can sometimes be even more chaotic than the original manifestation. (I don't like the third law of thermodynamics, and thus will summarily ignore it).
What is most astounding, however, is not the memory, but rather the lack thereof.
III. Somewhere near the beginning of high school, I began to mentally catalog various events in my life, replete with a running narrative and commentary that I would not dare speak aloud . It was all very Wonder Years.
(And sometimes, I think it still is).
Three times I tried to write. Three times I came too lightly to the blank page.
I.They say the pen is mightier than the sword. Sometimes, though, it is just as heavy.
II. Memories are like ashes. Burning with effusive brio and puissant pathos, the boughs and branches of life quickly yield dust. Cinders are a side-effect of the human condition, and if you tilt your head just so, you can see the thermodynamics at work: that mysterious life force isn't lost- it merely moves from the kinetic to the potential, and as soot, memories can sometimes be even more chaotic than the original manifestation. (I don't like the third law of thermodynamics, and thus will summarily ignore it).
What is most astounding, however, is not the memory, but rather the lack thereof.
III. Somewhere near the beginning of high school, I began to mentally catalog various events in my life, replete with a running narrative and commentary that I would not dare speak aloud . It was all very Wonder Years.
(And sometimes, I think it still is).