Early Morning Musings

• Punter fight? More or less exciting than a goalie fight. I say more.
• I overheard an IU football player tell someone on the bus that if they play their best every game, they'll go 12-0...wow. I can only imagine that would be the equivalent of me saying, "If I do my best, I could kill a hungry tiger with my bear hands."
• Media Week has probably never been less anticipated. I think the most exciting thing that might happen is that Dungy And Lovie might get caught tonguing in the endzone.
• Hockey's back on tonight, in case you were wondering.
• I've been flushing my toilet with a coat hanger recently.
• Called a girl a "fatty" in my head today because she slowed the bus for 2 seconds while she was getting out of her car that had stopped right in front of us...that was probably impatient, although to my credit she should probably exercise more for her long term health.
• I'm pretty much doing this to avoid starting some homework. I don't know when blue book citation lost its pizazz.
• I noticed our site traffic had a dip in it yesterday, perhaps we need to start planning what we're going to do for "sweeps." If anyone is willing to volunteer to be killed off, I think we could grab some huge numbers that way.
• Speaking of grabbing huge things...nevermind, I didn't grab anything huge recently.
• I probably shouldn't giggle about having "oral argument" later this semester right?
• We're learning about relativity of title in Property Law. For example: There is a group of people at a restaurant who are finished eating. Sojo calls phi's on all of the remaining food. While this does not give Sojo the right to eat food that is claimed by the original owner, his right to the unclaimed food is greater than say, Chad's, who called phi's shortly thereafter as man-pride and dominance establishment law dictated.
• Chad, we would all enjoy a discourse by you on the various nuances of dominance establishment.
  
• Finally, I firmly believe the word "chathlete" should find it's way into the lexicon. I propose that it stands for someone who is deceptively athletic.
• I almost broke my keyboard with my iron fists of tyranny. [updated]