The minute you walk in you immediately say to yourself... this guy is trying to f me big time

So like any good citizen, I don't have a printer that is hooked up and full of ink.  For a company (HP) that would like me to purchase their fine goods, they sure as heck don't make it easy.  So I did the next best thing; traveled to Kinkos and planned on printing my 27 page document there.  I planned on a four or five dollar cost associated with my job.  The document is only black and white text.  A simple task indeed.  Well, to steal a web comic joke I read a few months ago, printer ink must be made from unicorn blood because the cost was between three and four times higher than what I estimated.  So here I sit, preparing myself to read a 27 page court decision on a 10 inch screen.  Hurray.

Can someone explain why printing is one of the most frustrating experiences on the planet?  It's annoying to do at home.  It's annoying to do at Kinkos.  The only non-annoying location really is at work.  You probably shouldn't be printing there.  And when it comes down to it, you're sort of stealing.  If only there was another reasonable way.

Bada Bing Bada Boom. Learn from a Professional kid....

So I've been on what I guess I'll liberally call a sabbatical from blogging (laziness for the more astute).  I'm fine with that.  The summer has been wild and crazy (including wild and crazy kids... a lot like the show wild and crazy kids).  I've ran my second marathon, moved, sold some worldly possessions, acquired others, read some good and bad books, drank a lot of coffee, and began my foray into the world of law school.

I just finished briefing the third in a series of four cases for my orientation this coming week.  Basically they believe we need some practice briefing in order to be successful.  I really haven't been that worried and I'm still not.  I spent a lot of time briefing in undergrad.  Not that I'm an expert, but compared to those who have done none... well... forgettabotit.  In any case, I do certainly need the practice reading, writing, managing homework, and the rest of the schooly stuff that goes with school.

As for books, I'm just about to finish The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger.  I really hate to name drop books because it makes me sound, as Holden from the book says, like a phony.  Only doing it to make myself seem smart and the rest of you comparatively, well, dumb.  I'd like to squash this idea by admitting that I certainly am not that smart.  I've already used spell check to correct posession, sabbadical, and most recently, comparitively.  Moreover, I'm not sure I used the word, "foray" correctly.  Important? No.

Finally, I've slogged my way into Dragon Quest IX this summer on the Nintendo DS.  On Weekend Confirmed (one of my favorite gaming podcasts featuring Garnett Lee), they discussed whether as gamers, we're still afraid of a stigma related with gaming.  Despite the fact that a ton of people game in one way or another, are we still afraid?  Yeah.  I am at least.  A few good points were made that it's perfectly fine to watch completely useless and horrible television, but not fine to admit to a few hours of Halo, Alan Wake, or god forbid, Dragon Quest IX.  Is the stigma really there or just perpetuated by gamers?  I'd say a little of both.

Goodbye friends, I'll try to post more.  More than zero.