it starts. you think you know a guy...

and if you can name that movie, kudos to you. you might be a bigger kid than i am.

of course i started the blog, oh, 27 minutes ago, and already i have something about which to gripe. mind you, that doesn't mean that the entire blog will be consumed with rancorous lectures on the number of curls in the eerie library portrait of elton m. hyder, jr., but you might on occasion see some complaints here and there.

what blind person decorated the library? and furthermore, in a school obsessed with keeping its student body more or less happy, who picked the color scheme? i can think of no more irritating color than sunshine yellow, but that might be because i'm a pessimist. then again, we're in law school. most of us are pessimists, and if we aren't, we're on zoloft.

and if you're walking in flip-flops, just walk. don't sidle down the aisles in an attempt to quiet your shoes. they were named for noise. accept it and move on.