1. Susie Bright linked to my blog post in which I linked to her blog post. Nifty!
2. Last night I dreamed that a cop pulled over
ghosthacked and me while
ghosthacked was driving my car. Then the scene shifted and we and the cop were inside
ghosthacked's apartment, which in my dream looked like Yakov's apartment (where I spent last night). The cop started rummaging through a closet with the door partly slid back, and I started yelling at him about the
plain view standard. I'm not sure if that was the proper thing to be yelling about under the circumstances, but yes, methinks it's time to go to law school.
3. I turned on the TV for the first time in ages to watch the Super Bowl. Harrison Ford reciting Dr. Seuss is darn cute. So far I'm nonplussed by the other commercials. I was, however, amused by the crowd's bursting into cheers and applause when a moment of silence was declared for Rosa Parks and Coretta Scott King. ::facepalm:: I do not care about football, but I have a gentlemen's wager riding on the outcome of this game. The Hawks had better win. No, it's not a monetary bet. There are fates worse than debt.