1 Good luck on the finals.

2 OK, here's a poem for Kevin: Peter Pumpkin picked a pack of pickled peckers... (The weirdo will probably love it!) For those who have not been through law school, this happens pretty regularly to second year students who are no longer scared to death, just worked to death. Next year, it'll be worse. She'll be bored to death and, if you can imagine it, she'll bore us even more. Peter Pumpkin, indeed.

3 Here's a poor-man's Poetry Day post, if you need it.

4 Thanks Cameron. Like every other sane person, I am trying to maintain support for the war on terror. But I am feeling weaker about it every day. The mainstream media is wearing ME down. So, what about those less committed to doing the right thing? I fear we are, indeed, ready to cut and run. The world will never, indeed, be the same.

5 Dammit Shelly, if you can't be a man and hold your water, I'm going to make you go down to the end of the line and share a fighting hole with the new PFC. Now be quiet, and quit being a sissy.