That's not what the Death card means

post 99
written 2006-02-28 12:11:00

I could swear I wrote another journal entry at some point. Man. Where's my brain? Anyway.

It snowed a little yesterday. I predictably got my hopes up, but I think we're past the point in the season where winter makes a big comeback. I could be wrong, but I'd hate to hold out that long just to realize it's late May. Y'know?

Though, the enormous snowfall of my youth was in March or April. Anyone remember that? We all thought winter was done, and then floompf, two feet of snow. (Yes, I used floompf in a sentence. You got a problem with it?) Though I may be seeing the snowfall of my youth through idealized glasses.

Once I was complaining bitterly to my brother about the downgrade in winter quality in recent years, and I told him, "You remember! Snowfall used to be huge! We would make tunnels in just to get around. That's was real precipitation. Accumulation. Y'feel me?" He of course said the obvious thing, which was "Maybe it's not that the snow piled higher back then, but it's that you were shorter." Which makes perfect sense and I will not dignify with a response. I prefer being strident to being wrong.

Sleeping in way too much last two days. Got up at a decent hour today, though. And then went back to sleep.

Read an excellent, nearly scientific article about judicial activism yesterday. Do you know what you could do for me? You could send me an e-mail or give me a call and tell me what you think judicial activism is. I'm looking for personal reactions, not dictionary or textbook definitions. Drop me a line.

2.28.06, 12:11 PM, EST, Ada, OH

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