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home again
2004-04-05 | 2:47 p.m.

Home. Finally.

I had a great week in Seattle. Work was, well work.

The real fun started on Thursday.

By the time I wrapped things up at work, Mom had arrived. We spent the afternoon at the Seattle Art Museum. The museum had a great photography exhibition about race. It was interesting because it looked at the issue from different angles. It was unexpected and definitely thought provoking. The museum’s native art collection was also fantastic. We did a little shopping in the museum store. I bought Rianna some art books. She loved the last one I bought her. I also bought some African Knowledge Cards to bequeath to the Judge’s incoming law clerks. If they brush up on their African knowledge they’ll have a better time of the lunch time chats. I wish someone would have told me that.

Friday was spent walking all over Seattle. We went to the Space Needle and Pike’s Market. We walked along the waterfront. We had dessert instead of dinner at Dahlia’s Lounge. It was a good day. We were exhausted by the time we returned to the room.

On Saturday, we took a day trip to Victoria, B.C. We saw the Butchart Gardens. They were beautiful. We shopped and walked and watched and generally had a great time. The boat ride back to Seattle was a bit choppy. Mom ended up slightly sick. But she was right as rain the next day.

Sunday we went back to the Market and had a delicious brunch at a small french café. Our market purchases included fruit, cheese, and wine. Our carry-on bag was a party waiting to happen!

So, yeah. Seattle was wonderful. But it’s still good to be home.

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MM has been in a pissy mood since last week. She didn’t say more than a half a dozen words on the flight back. Two and half hours of silence. Yeah. I’d say she’s pissy.

To be honest, I don’t much care if she’s in a foul mood. What’s annoying is that she expects the world to ebb and flow according to her mood. That’s not going to happen. If you’re in a bad mood, deal with it. But don’t expect casual friends, acquaintances, and co-workers to order their day around your mood. Put on a game face, dammit, and at least be civil.

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For some reason, I feel kind of dizzy today. As if I’m wearing someone else’s glasses. Maybe I have an ear infection. Or perhaps I’m experiencing some sort of delayed motion sickness. In any case, it’s very disconcerting.

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I stole borrowed this from serenaville.

1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:

". . . reflected in the opinion rule, hearsay doctrine . . . ."

From McCormick on Evidence (because the law-geek in me just can’t write a quote, even a partial one, without attributing it to its source).

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?:

The open space between my desk and the window.

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?:

The “Today Show” while I was getting ready for work this morning.

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:

1:10 p.m.

5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?:

1:43 p.m.

What the hell happened to the last half hour?!?!

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:

The music playing on my LaunchCast station (currently some fast jig by Gaelic Storm). The traffic outside. The hum of the copy machine. The Judge’s secretary working in the file room, unpacking boxes from the Seattle trip. The click-click of the keyboard.

7: When did you last step outside? What were you doing?:

This morning. Walking from the parking garage to the courthouse.

8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?:

My work e-mail inbox.

My personal e-mail inbox.

The “How Appealing” blog.

Didn’t look, but listened to my telephone messages at work.

9: What are you wearing?:

Black slacks, a black and cream colored blouse, black heeled loafters (seeing a theme here?) and eyeglasses.

10: Did you dream last night? What about?:

Yes. I can’t remember everything. But there were bats. Lots of them. Yuck!

11: When did you last laugh?

Last night. Playing with Carissa. I missed the little crapper. Did I mention it was good to be home?

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?:

West Wall: windows

North Wall: book shelves holding assorted law books and work files

East and South Walls: nothing. They’re painted institutional white and I haven’t hung a thing on them. There’s no point. This is just a one-year gig.

13: Seen anything weird lately?:

Weirdness abounds. The most recent example was the middle-aged woman (calling her middle-aged is a generous characterization on my part) walking out of the courthouse wearing a skirt that would rival Ally McBeal’s wardrobe in its, um, brevity. Where the hell are the fashion police when you need them?

14: What do you think of this quiz?:

It was an enjoyable way to waste a few minutes in my continuing quest to put off as long as possible the work that’s spilling out of my inbox.

15: What is the last film you saw?:

I saw “Veronica Guerin” on DVD before I left last week. It was good.

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?:

A car for the Brother. He really needs one. After that, I’d book that long awaited and much needed vacation to Scotland and Ireland.

17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:

Every time I travel, my garment bag gets opened and searched by TSA, and I get one of those lovely notes saying that, in the interest of security, my personal items were rifled through, but that everything has been carefully put back. I suspect that the reason my bag gets the special treatment, rather than the standard run through the x-ray machine, is that my G-spot vibrator shows up on the x-ray machine and the brilliant TSA employees can’t tell the difference between a handgun and a vibrator. Really folks, my vibrator may be threatening to the average male ego, but it poses no threat to national security.

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?:

I would pour all available research money into finding a way to make chocolate calorie-free. No, on second thought, even though I think the world would be greatly served by calorie-free chocolate (imagine how happy everyone would be – in fact, calorie-free chocolate may just be the only way to achieve world peace) the world would be even better served if Bush lost the election. So, yeah, I’d be willing to fix the election.

19: Do you like to dance?:

I love to dance. I’ve been taking ballroom, latin, and swing dance lessons for several years, and I recently took up bellydancing (and, yes, you do need a healthy sense of humor to do this).

20: George Bush:

See question 18.

21: Imagine your first child is a girl, What do you call her?:

The thought of having a child has just rendered my mind a complete blank. I’m definitely not ready for motherhood, no matter what I’d call the kid.

21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:

*checking brain* Yup. Still blank. Now there’s a strange ringing noise, too. The hotel that I stayed at in Seattle provided a goldfish if you wanted one in your room. I killed mine. I’ve been totally conflicted over whether or not to get a dog. The dead goldfish didn’t help with this dilemma. I’m definitely not ready for motherhood.

22: Would you ever consider living abroad?:

As Serena so aptly put it: OH, HEH-HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YES!

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In order to put off just a little longer that over-flowing in-box, here are some Unconscious Mutterings:

  1. Condemn::Judge

  2. Promiscuous::Sex

  3. Pro-life::Pro-choice

  4. Mona Lisa::Smile

  5. Crown::Royal

  6. Mumble::Enunciate

  7. Hack::Cough

  8. Diet::Failure

  9. Introduction::Beginning

  10. Latin America::Diverse

Listening To: Damien Rice, "The Blower's Daughter"
Reading: e-mails, lots and lots of e-mails
Feeling: good to be home

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