My continuing blog page for an attorney who isn't sure what to do within the law.
So here I am, older than dirt. Today was my 30th birthday. Didn't do much with my day. Pretty much hung out all by myself. I did, however, go to La Center and play poker. In a bit over 3 1/2 hours, I made $675. How? well, I made $175 straight up and $499 for the high hand, 4 kings. So at least the universe knew it was my birthday.
So, I am back from Central Washington and today is my last day as a twenty-something. Tomorrow, I turn 30. I don't feel 30, but I do fell like I've let a lot of time slip away. I am still young at heart and still enjoy being young, but saying you are 30 is just so terrifying. I don't look forward to it. Oh, and I am doing nothing on my birthday. No plans with anyone. Pretty lame. I am going out with some people on Friday, but not on my b-day.
So Chris just mentioned an email he sent me years ago about what a "blog" is. I recall getting that email. What I am wondering is what he is doing keeping emails from the year 2000 (put that is the cool futuristic voice a la Conan O'Brien). Anyway, for me, as it was then, a blog is like a journal. This blog, such as it is, is the story of me. I've kept things out of it, kept people out of it, but essentially it tracks the highs and lows of me. Every now and again I link other pages that I think y'all should see, but generally this page is for me. (think you're so vain by Carly Simon where its about someone but at the same time not about someone) Anyway, as personal glimpses of me go, this is as personal as it gets. Someone who has read this since I started would know more about me than most of the people I call friends.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've meant to. Things have crossed my mind that I've wanted to comment on. Today, for example, I went to Tualatin High School's graduation to see my cousin graduate. I think this was my first graduation I've been to that wasn't my own. First, do they design these things to be torture to the family? I mean, it lasted like 3 1/2 hours!!!! Second, as I recall, High School wasn't really that hard and didn't really require that much balancing. Why do they try to tell us how hard it is (that goes for law school and college too!)? It's as if they are trying to build up the acheivement of the graduating class, but the graduating class knows its all a bunch of B.S. Third, they had 10 valedictorians! I mean 10? C'mon, let's make the tests and classes a little hard, shall we? And four of the ten spoke. One of whom decided that this would be a good time to tell us all how we should accept Jesus Christ as our savior, because his judgement of our worth is the only one that matters. For Christ's sake, lady, I came to a high school graduation, not a freaking mass.
