Stupid Homework

Dear Son,

There's nothing better than sitting around, drinking a beer, and generally winding down, and then remembering that you completely forgot to do an assignment that's due on line in two hours. Sigh. Oh, well. At least I remembered, and got it in. It would have sucked more had I remembered tomorrow morning.

Stuff like this is why you won't get to read this blog until at least you're out of high school.

Off to bed. Tomorrow I argue fake Motions for a fake trial, and then I get to shoot very real guns. Sweet. The really cool thing is that I'll still be in my suit, so I'll feel like a total gangster.

This is going to be a busy week. But after this week, it's all down hill.

Love, Dad.