A Dateline Dilemma

 #TeamSlap loves tv news magazines like Dateline, 48 hours, On the Case, and 20/20, BUT according to them every single victim is sweet, personable, bright, kind, compassionate, and has no enemies in the world (well, you had *one* bucko, or you wouldn't be dead, eh?). So I told Smiley: "The lesson here, boy? Grow up to be a jerk. You'll live forever."

 @ Zablocki Library with LuLu

My 42nd Birthday

Thanks for all the birthday wishes! 

To celebrate my 42nd we attended evening Mass together (although if I'd remembered it was Palm Sunday, I would have thought twice - as always, a long service LOL). 

Then #TeamSlap  headed over to TGI Friday's at Miller Park for dinner. We went all out, even letting the kids order Smoothies and appetizers. I ordered salmon and lobster, but was a little disappointed in both the serving size and the flavor. 

Once we got home I was serenaded with Happy Birthday and had some cake. My gifts (other than family time): a Gene Rayburn biography from Jennifer J, a wireless mouse for my laptop, workout shorts, a new wallet, and best of all: two packages of Peeps!  The kids then volunteered to go to the gym with me, but I was pooped.

 A fine birthday

 A half hour on the weight machines, followed by five minutes of crying in the parking lot.

Christmas 2002

 We're watching a video of Christmas 2002, when 3rd shift of Job Prior gathered at my mother in law's house.

This is Dale C:

The kids are home (MPS has off) and they are horribly upset that I said we'll be going to Mass on my birthday. Apparently, that's a violation of some birthday law of which I was previously unaware.

Babysitting

LuLU had another babysitting job this evening. #GoodForHer

OJ Simpson Ungloved: The Lost Tapes.

An interview and clips from "Juiced," a hidden camera comedy show (!) that he filmed just before his Nevada arrest. Yes, we purchased this on pay-per-view. The comedy skits are in poor taste, but the interview is great. Whatever else he is, the man is a charmer.

 @ the DMV Renewing my driver's license. I even shaved for the picture so I'd look purty.

People vs OJ

People v OJ

Episode 7. 

The best damn show on TV.

Mixed Signals

Hmm. I'm beginning to think the Professor didn't like my work.

Came home from work two hours early because of the hip, and got a parking ticket for my trouble. All in all a very lucrative day

That Kid

YaYa:  When are you going to stop complaining about your hip?

Me: When it stops hurting. I still do what I have to do. If this was you, you'd spend all day in bed.

YaYa: That's a poor comparison. I prefer to spend all day in bed anyway.

 One teen for sale. CHEAP. - Lisa

A Complaint

I want to publicly thank Marquette Law for not only taking outrageous amounts of my money each semester, but also for being nice enough to close the parking garage to students every time they schedule a poorly attended, barely noticed political debate. Because of this screwed up sense of priorities, and the resulting parking overflow on side streets, I had to park more than four blocks away and hike uphill with a 30 pound backpack on a surgically repaired hip . It was already a shi**y day, and now its a really *painful* shi**y day. #AngryGimp

Bridge of Spies

A very good movie, if a little sedate at times. I'd already read the script and knew the history, so no surprises. No way it deserved the Best Supporting Actor win, btw.

Smiley Tries Sushi

Tonight I bought some sushi, and while I was napping Smiley tried some and liked it. Raw tuna, seaweed, wasabi, the works. Plus hummus has now become popular with him and LK. I'm proud of them for trying new food.

Miss You Already

A tearjerker dramedy. Not bad at all, and I say that as no fan of Drew Barrymore.

Marquette

 I want to publicly thank Marquette for not only taking outrageous amounts of my money each semester, but also for being nice enough to close the parking garage to students every time they schedule a poorly attended, barely noticed political debate. Because of this screwed up sense of priorities, and the resulting parking overflow on side streets, I had to park more than four blocks away and hike uphill with a 30 pound backpack on a surgically repaired hip . It was already a shi**y day, and now its a really *painful* shi**y day. #AngryGimp

Smiley tries Sushi!

Tonight I bought some sushi, and while I was napping Smiley tried some and liked it. Raw tuna, seaweed, wasabi, the works. Plus hummus has now become popular with him and Junie. I'm proud of them for trying new food.

'Tis a Bad Day for Danny

My hip hurts. My house is a mess. My evidence assignment was skewered by the Prof. I'm exhausted. For a day "off" this is s**t.

My Choice

If I had to choose between fame and fortune, I'd choose fame. No hesitation. #AttentionHo

Internet Purchase Exchange Location

 Brilliant idea! Does Milwaukee have this? - Lisa

Need I Say More?

 Pete Rose and Mike Tyson both came out in support of Trump.....need I say more? - Lisa

American Tragedy by Lawrence Schiller

I just finished American Tragedy by Lawrence Schiller, a 900+ page inside look at the OJ Simpson trials (criminal and civil). Great read, great information. As a law student it was enthralling. My verdict (no pun intended): whether factually guilty or not, legally there was plenty of reasonable doubt to find OJ not guilty. The Rockingham search was illegal, the crime scene botched, the DNA samples mishandled, the Bronco (supposedly kept locked) was in fact opened by officers, the prosecutions timeline was too narrow, and of course, most of the pivotal evidence was found by a racist cop who bragged about framing blacks. Seating a nearly all black jury might have sealed the deal, but this white, Catholic Republican would have voted for acquittal.

I should point out that just as everything good in this world inspires some bad, the bad inspires the good. In the wake of the Simpson trial debacle LAPD procedures, training, and diversity all improved. Even the FBI refined their DNA procedures because of the trial. One commentator on the FBI - and I forget the exact quote - said the real title of the new FBI rules might as well have been "How not to screw up another Simpson case."

In an eerie parallel to the Simpson alibi, just about an hour after I finished the book I came home and tried to cut a pan of brownies. The knife slipped and drove into the palm of my hand. Not a bad cut, but a deep one, it left a nifty blood trail across my floor. Lisa immediately joked that it would screw any alibi for the next few hours and I should lay low. But it got me thinking - what if Simpson was telling the truth (he wasn't) and the cut on his hand was just an ill-timed coincidence? The world turns on the tiniest of details.