125 Down, 125 thousand to go
Better look out. The government cracked down on less than one percent of the computer criminals out there. I expect tremors to go through the on-line criminal society. Or not. But on that note, I am thinking of doing a paper on Insuring against on-line crime. Anybody have any thoughts, leads, or links that could be helpful? If so, send em to me.

It's raining, its pouring, and the old man has some dandruff...
In other words, its snowing in the land of rain. That's right. Portland, Oregon is getting some snow. Not sticking mind you, but that doesn't stop Portlanders from driving 5 miles an hour on the freeways. I didn't have to deal with that today as my commute is 10 minutes and does not involve any freeways. Anyway, today is a day I wish I had a window in my office.

Joy of Joys
Here comes Goonies 2. Or should I say "Groonies"?

I just heard about the Hilton Sex Tape via a link from a link from Tech Law earlier today while looking for work. And now Chris is telling me how to talk to kids about it. I feel so left behind.
Even she knew about it before I did. Part of me wants to go around work tomorrow asking if anyone has seen it, just to find out if I am the last one to find out about it.....

Form of an obscure 80's cartoon reference. Needless to say I love it.

1850
That is my billable hours requirement. That approximates to 37.5 hours a week of billable time. Given that there are holidays and such that get in the way, we are actually looking at 42 hours of billable time a week. But here I am, without any work to do. Doing nothing. Wasting time. Reading about E-Bay insurance. Making this my background. (although the way I have it cropped makes it much cooler)

Over the weekend, I listened as the Ducks kicked UCLA's butt, saw LA girl (and got smooched), saw the Seahawks beat the Lions, and saw Karen/Stella for lunch. All in all, a good time.

Last Thursday I had dinner with my mom. It was nice and we talked a lot. She revealed things to me I didn't know about her, her marraige, her sisters, her parents, and her life. She is more complex than I knew before. It is very odd when someone whom you've known all your life isn't the person that you thought you knew. She isn't different in a bad way, but there is so much to her than I ever knew. I guess I have taken for granted that she was my mom, nothing more nothing less.