All about the things

Well, dear readers, it's still cold--at least for someone who's spent most of the last decade in the Bay Area and Pacific Northwest. +1F/-17C (-16F/-27C windchill) as I write this, but I still gotta run 17 miles today--I suppose it could always be worse. And spring is coming soon, I hear. If climate change works its magic, it should be coming earlier and earlier.

Work is awesome--every day I get to do things that no rookie attorney I know has ever gotten to do! But it's also time for a pleasure junket/shopping and movie-watching trip to Anchorage, which happens next weekend. Just in time to celebrate my Irish heritage . . . and everyone else's.

Ann Coulter crossed a line. Yet again. In a just world, she'd have faded into obscurity 10 years ago. I'd rather listen to, and disagree with, William F. Buckley any day.

The once mighty Stanford men's basketball team made it into the tournament as an eleventh seed--fingers crossed. The women's team continues to be a perennial powerhouse, and gets an automatic bid as conference champ--hope they are well seeded.

Rigged elections in Russia? I am shocked, shocked I tell you.

I have a hot cup of coffee and a cat at the foot of my bed. Life is good. End transmission.