Today is Major League Baseball’s All Star Game and I am typing this post as sort of a draft in the law library in a Word document so that I can upload when I get home. By then the game will be over, and although during any normal summer I would probably have grilled some hot dogs and had a couple of beers while watching the game, alas this year I will be missing the festivities to study a lineup that includes Remedies, Business Associations, Property, and Contracts (I hope Property gets injured and has to go on the DL). There is only one Cardinal on the team this year, but it would have been cool to see some of the young up and coming pitcher in the game show off their stuff. I sort of think we are entering the era of the pitcher.
Anyway, despite not being able to watch the game, I did make a special effort to pay tribute to the game. Since the game is in The City by the Bay, and hometown hero Barry Bonds is in the house starting, I thought I’d slather myself in cream today (not-so-cryptic reference to Bonds’ alleged blissfully unaware usage of the skin-absorbed steroid). Specifically, though, I was piling on the Bengay today to allow myself to continue typing. Over the past few days, my shoulders, neck, and left arm have become painfully sore and full of knots. It’s rather unbelievable. Probably due to the crap chairs.
So anyway, I smell of old people – though it does fondly remind me of my grandfather from way back when – but it does the job and I can keep up my study time. Plus, I think everyone is blaming it on the older woman who sits in our section of the library. To her credit though, she seems to be carrying on a May-December type romance with a dude she must have met in BarBri. He is very doting on her, though it seems at the expense of his study time as he goes to get food or to copy something or wherever while she diligently studies. Whatever works, clearly.
-jd
