the crime of banana-nut muffin

the batter's in the oven and the smell cozies the house. perfect since the night's pretty chilly. california chilly of course, so its not piss-frozen-from-the-source cold. but cold enough that the thought of fresh warm muffins feels like hanging by a fire.

i guess comfort like this must lead to delirium. because i cannot stop thinking of criminal law while i was baking. funny how they both work out the same, crime and muffins. you have to have this element and that, blah blah blah, when combined, tadaaaah! you just committed a crime. take away any one bit, there is no conviction. the flour, the sugar, the oats, eggs, butter and what not, you got muffins! take away, say, baking soda, its not muffins. its crappy ant food with no conviction. :) add nuts? its aggravated assault!
banana? qualifies a simple muffin to qualified seduction!

the timer just rang...the penalty phase should be good....

Starting Over

i'm excited! you can't tell of course.

i just finished four days of mcle. the phil law version. just to keep my license from wasting away. got to driving home pretty late, an hour long through an LA maze of concrete. really almost just weaving through my lane till i got off the exit. i won't likely drive that way again.

today's not about driving, however. nor the mcle. nor about meeting a bunch of cool former fellow UPLaw students, and Ateneo contemporaries around LA. and Canada. and thankfully getting to know the less mythic persona of a formerly fearsome UP professor who's turned out to be a really funny dude (of course, not being asked to recite is a factor. but really, i never realized he could be this funny!) nor about meeting another really warm former UP prof who's always greeted me with a smile the two times i've had to take her around the mcle's city (LA this time, Las Vegas the last). it was a great week. but its not about that.

what i got from those few days is the energy to start over. i don't know what it was about the dynamics in that one big room, or in the LOADS of food served. but it got my mojo back. to consolidate my emotional and intellectual tools. to strip myself of recent habits and fears. see if i could overcome this comfy indulgence and find for myself a life that is a little edgier. back to my old days in law school. when my mouth would run and my morals loose (well, not THAT loose.) i guess i want to get back to that less nervous state of mind when the more i jab, the smarter i get (ok, ok, ego check, i know.)

so here it is, i'm starting over. i hope it turns out well.