Didn’t tell anyone that my birthday, or do anything to celebrate. In fact, I almost forgot about it, myself. Had my parents and grandparents not sent cards, I might have. Let’s see … national life expectancy for men = 78. Time left = 78 - 32 = 46. I’m almost to the average midpoint. Weird. Very weird. But not as weird as it will be when I’m 78, knowing that I could go at any moment.

What a crock. How come the first time I have a graded writing assignment due, which we were told to hand in by the deadline on pain of death, dismemberment, or failure, I get royally sick the entire weekend before, and then, minutes before I’m due to leave the house and make the trek to Boulder to hand in my masterpiece, I find that I’ve lost my keys (for the first time in years) and that the car I have spares for is the one my wife is driving?

I’m in Torts class. Torts are things you might be inclined to sue someone for. As opposed to Tarts, which are tasty pastries, or loose women. Anyhoooooo….. We’re discussing important things. Exploding hay stacks. Epileptic drivers. Dumbness not being a defense in negligence cases.

Interesting things I have learned so far:

1. You are held responsible to know the Law.
2. The “Law” is hard to find, hard to explain, hard to understand, unclear, self-contradictory, and open to change by a judge at any moment: You cannot know the Law.
3. Ahahahahahahaha!