Friday, March 22, 2002
Here's an interesting case of first impression where a court has barred a parent from smoking around her teenaged son as part of a visitation order. I don't know how I feel about legislating that kind of behavior, really. I mean, I wouldn't choose to have my children around smoking if I could help it (I used to smoke socially but quit, and Dave never has smoked) but I don't know how comfortable I feel with making someone stop smoking in order to be able to see her own child.
11:24 PM EDT
It's amazing how much easier my commute becomes when I leave the house at 6:55 am. After ending up on the phone with my boss for an hour catching up last night, I decided that it might be prudent to get in here very early to clean up everything that's caught fire since I've been away. I also have a meeting from 9-5, which means that my ability to get anything of consequence done for most of the day has been obliterated.
I like being in here when no one is here. The phone doesn't ring, my email notification isn't dinging every three minutes, and no one's hanging on my doorway waiting to ask a question. I'm sending email and voice mail all over, and enjoying a cup of tea.
Hopefully, this also means that I will get out of here at a reasonable time today. I seriously need to clean the house. It's getting a bit scary.
07:50 AM EDT
Thursday, March 21, 2002
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10:37 PM EDT
I'm back from DC, and boy, am I glad.
04:33 PM EDT
Tuesday, March 19, 2002
Here's what I hate about business travel: The hotel where I'm staying, which is purportedly a high-end place, has paper-thin walls. How do I know this? This morning, I was awakened by the guy next door's TV, regardless of the fact that I had the AC on and a pillow over my head. How do I know it's a guy? He had SportsCenter on from 6 to 6:20, at which point he ordered a porn movie.
I kid you not.
He's still got the TV up so loud that I can't even hear mine. I think I'm going to speak to someone at the front desk and see whether he's going to be here tomorrow morning. If so, I've got to get some earplugs.
07:25 AM EDT
Monday, March 18, 2002
So is this what it will take for sports teams to realize that racist mascots and names aren't acceptable any more? More on the story here.
11:10 AM EDT
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