I mean, Los Angeles is sort of one of those common knowledge places, right? We all know it's as far away to the left of New York on the map before you hit the ocean, right?

I thought so, but I have horribly overestimated the common knowledge of people before.

Res Ipsa backhota?

Hey, no Latin in here!!

The books can't hear me, Narrator.

Yep, not my office. I was indeed in undergrad. I think we have talked about this before. damn my sieve like brain.

I think we have talked about this before.

This is possible. I think we may have even traded crazy parent stories.

Worst job ever: City Marshal's Office.

From Betsy's link:

Asked about going to the United Nations this week and how that will affect his attention to the crisis: "I can do more than one thing at one time... If I'm focusing on the hurricane, I've got the capacity to focus on foreign policy as well."

Who taught this man how to string words together?

But doesn't he have to fit in that every-single-day thought about Iraq into his schedule, too? Whatever will he do?

Maybe we'll get lucky and his head will explode from the myriad of pressures.

What? I can dream, can't I?

Maybe we'll get lucky and his head will explode from the myriad of pressures.

That assumes that he actually *cares* about what he is thinking about. He'll be fine.

Everytime I say, "my agent" I feel pretentious.