I may have more to say on this later, but it’s been a very busy morning day and I’m exhausted.  Happy, joyful, ecstatic, gleeful and proud, but exhausted.  Trying to skim the 120-page decision while sitting in the green room at KPBS (after our show, thank gawd) and talk semi-intelligently about today’s ruling in In Re Marriage Cases just brought back flashbacks to law school and the dangers of last-minute “reading.”  Issue, issue, issue, rule, rule, rule, analysis, analysis, analysis, is this it, more analysis, ah finally, conclusion at page 120.  Hopefully I didn’t step on it too bad.  More specifically, hopefully the video Trina was shooting never sees the light of day. 

Is it more like Christmas Eve or the night before a root canal?  The California Supreme Court has announced that a ruling in In Re Marriage Cases, the consolidated cases arising out of San Francisco’s challenge to the marriage laws a few years back, will be announced at 10:00 am Thursday.  That should give Barack and Hillary something to talk about.

Taking everything I can find for a migraine while trying to meet writing deadlines is probably counterproductive since the increased stress of the drug-exacerbated writers’ block is just making the migraine worse.  On top of that Diego is trying to defend the world from the handyman replacing the rotten timbers on the deck.  Heading out for coffee soon - a nice non-law chat with an old friend might help.

From MSNBC:

A seal has been caught on camera trying to have sex with a penguin.
This seems to be the first known example of a sexual escapade between a mammal and another kind of vertebrate such as a bird, reptile or fish, “although some mammals are known to have attempted sexual relief with inanimate — including dead things — objects,” said researcher Nico de Bruyn, a mammal ecologist at the University of Pretoria in South Africa.

Actual new knowledge about the animal kingdom, or just an example of a scientist who’s spent too much time in his lab?  Without even getting into the sick things humans get caught doing, claim to do in Penthouse Forum, or are rumored to have heard about from the cousin of a friend of someone who was there at some hazing membership ritual, after seeing too many puppies hump anything that doesn’t fight back I suspect the “scientist” went a tad too far in describing the significance of his “findings.”  Though I won’t be surprised if his video finds a nice niche market online somewhere.

On May 12, 2001, on what was apparantly the second try, I got Blogger to work.  Yep, that means this blog now has seven years worth of posts.  Seven years worth of memories.  Seven years of words and photos attempting to document the journey from there to here, and hopefully, beyond.  Thanks for stopping by and being a part of all that. 

Even though the weather here’s been sucky, the traditional SoCal spring, business has actually been decent.  The current clients are staying current and the calendar going forward is reasonably full.  Looking forward to a weekend in SF at the end of the month.  There’s also a roadtrip in June with a client paying me to head up to the Central Coast for a hearing, and then some scheduled downtime to relax on my own dime for a few days since I’ll be in the neighborhood anyways.

So Friday morning, Nissantruck, who’s been cranky like Grampa Simpson for a while now, decides to throw a temper tantrum on the way to court.  Sure, Nissantruck’s a senior citizen: she’s coming up on 15 years of semi-loyal service, and done 170,000 miles on her own wheels plus the time spent in a box going to Africa and back.  Maybe she’s entitled to a little attitude.  But this was just the wrong time.

I WANT SHINEYS!  I WANT A CLUTCH OR NEW GEARS OR A PRADA EXHAUST!  I WANT TO GO THROUGH LIFE IN FOURTH - THE OTHER GEARS SUCK! 

So this week will be about pricing and options.  Nissantruck, honey, can you say ‘hospice care’?

But still enough to get me to pay attention. 

Trying to find something positive to end the week with here.  I don’t want to end it with Nissantruck’s new noises, The Blur of Fur’s new chewtoys or whining about non-paying clients.  Whatever happened to the good old days of exploitable nekkidness and near-nekkidness in the news?  There was that lacrosse team in the news last week that dropped trou at a game in support of a member’s prom invitation.  Nice, but c’mon, we need something new.  Nothing?  OK, well, I’m going to go take a nap now.  You can imagine me clothed however you like.