SCOTUS rules 4-3 to uphold, with Kagan recused. Kennedy writes the majority opinion.

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Bran, Hodor, Meera, Jojen, and Coldhands are like the Frodo, Sam, and Gollum of A Song of Ice and Fire. They spend all this time wandering the wilderness for little discernible purpose and I suspect they're the most important part of the plot, but most people probably don't really care what happens to them.

I'm going to see how feasible it is to write a blog post on an iPad with my contacts off. The screen is probably only about three inches from the tip of my nose, and I have to do it with only one eye open because there's such a big difference in the power of my left eye versus the right.

It is weird to observe new beginnings without actually being part of it. Like when A+E first got together, for example.

OK. I'm too exhausted to make up a video. I know it's crappy, and I must warn you, there's a possibility your tympanic membranes will rupture, and you might be enraged and/or disgusted by dropped notes, off notes, and screwed up timing, but I just had to post it.

Bush and Cheney’s disdain for the rule of law—to the point of disobeying their own laws—has been flitting around in my consciousness for the past couple of days. On one hand, it’s not surprising at all. Ever since the election of 2000, W and his cronies have been breaking laws and have tried to consolidate the supreme power of the executive branch. From W’s usurpation of the presidency, to the illegal war in Iraq, the abolition of habeas corpus, the institution of torture, and W’s unlawful signing statements, these bastards have far exceeded Nixon’s violations. But Devilstower on The Daily Kos puts it into chilling perspective.

I immediately hearken to “10:15 Saturday Night” by The Cure, although I’ve long stopped waiting for the telephone to ring. It seems that that long, dark tea-time of the soul hits me long before Sunday, and it’s kind of sad that I’ve forgotten how to enjoy a weekend on my own.

Before work today, one of my chief residents was on one of the alternative music stations in town, which was bizarre and very cool. She won an hour to guest DJ and she broadcast her own playlist.

Give me one more chance to make it real. (Heh. This entry isn’t what you think it is.)

Sailing / Takes me away / To where I’ve always heard it could be / Just a dream and the wind to carry me / And soon I will be free

I can’t do it. I’m trying, but I just feel like I’m slipping down the chute with every passing day.