July 7, etc.

I am thinking about London only all I am thinking is the part of the Clash song going "London Falling, London Falling."

2. Total disconnect between the thoughts in my head and the dear in headlights when I am put in front of a room of people and expected to speak.

3. I wish I could have said "your honor, I object to this pompous display of flowery language that is totally severed from any common sense, straight talking explanation of why plaintiff's testimony is relevant."

4. "Your honor, I object to counsel's ignorance of what colors look good on her."

5. "Your honor, I object to the impression that this girl wants to be a lawyer so she can say she is a lawyer and not because she gives a shit about anyone or anything."

6. "Your honor, I object to the fact that I am a good person but I have been bamboozeled by this bullshit display and so all that I have to say is 'your honor, I object to this testimony as irrelevant."

7. "Your honor, I object to anyone who gives a speech from a typed, single-spaced page when they could say what they mean much more clearly in a well spoken paragraph."

8. Good. Bad. The whole dichotomy. Today I buy it. Today I buy stock in it. Today I want it tattooed on every forehead at birth. And if I am bad I will be bad, and if I am good I will be ashamed or better. Island of good, Island of bad. Total segregation. Who bombed London? The bad guys. What do I object to? The bad things. The good things. Now, isn't that so much easier? Yes, quite efficient. I like that.

9. And what were they doing the evening of July 7th on their shiny laptops? Instant messaging, and watching baseball and checking Ebay, of course.