Ah, Sweet Mysteries of Life

• Someone found my blog by searching for "Cirque de Soliel" + "Floor plan." So many questions come to mind.
• He-Who-Is-Most-Irksome. That's all. Just He, himself.
• Why, even though I know and opposing counsel accepts that the case is not going to settle, I still have to wake up at a time nastily close to dawn, drag myself to court in Terrifying Inner City, park my car for $8 so it's still there when I come back, walk into the judge's chambers, say "we're not settling, and this is the trial date," and then leave. Phones have been invented, people! Use them!
• How it is that I can eat an entire box of melba crackers and half a block of cheese in one sitting, and still be hungry in ten minutes, but when I take the trouble to cook a whole entire meal, I have three bites and I'm full?
• Why I had a very vivid dream, which featured both the sin and the consequence? That never happens. Dreaming the sin, sure. But dreaming the whole playout as if it was real? Terrifying. But maybe good? Maybe a little forewarning? Or a sign I shouldn't drink wine right before I go to bed?
• And finally, how did they get the iPod nano so small? I got one yesterday and I still am unable to stop looking at it. It's so tiny!! I don't understand.