Day 567

I'll have to admit that I was just as surprised at the Casey Anthony verdict as everyone else. The TV was on when they read the verdict and I remember looking over at the screen and thinking "Jeez, they must have forgotten something...she's got to be guilty of something." Later in the day, I heard a commentator say, "you can't just convict somebody for being a bad person" and my first thought was "Well, why not?" Life would be a lot more peaceful if you could convict someone for being a bad person.

I'm certainly no expert, but I do have a theory why the jury returned a "not guilty" verdict. In my own little world, just about everyone I know is disgusted with the government. It doesn't matter if they are a Democrat, Republican or Independent. They are all disgusted with the government about one thing or another. Ordinary citizens don't get that many chances to tell the government what they think. Sure, you can vote the bums out of office, but even that doesn't seem to fix anything. The rising star you voted for will probably just turn out to be the next Anthony Weiner. Maybe that jury in Florida was just fed up and felt like telling the State to stuff it.

Speaking of stuff. More outdated stuff got boxed up and went to the storage warehouse today. I managed to clear off two entire shelves. Granted, this isn't huge progress, but it is something. If I can keep this up and continue to remove a little clutter every week, I may still meet my goal of having a clean office by the end of the year.

I've got a much more immediate goal for tomorrow. I need to get up two hours earlier than normal. I promised my friend Tom that I'd go to his next business networking breakfast when we had lunch last week and that breakfast happens to be tomorrow. It's been a long time since I said anything coherent at 7:30 in the morning, but I'll give it a shot. I've got to dress up nice as well. This shouldn't be a problem. I've got tons of business clothes that I never, ever wear. At any rate, it would be nice to make some new contacts. People like what I do. My doctors, my veterinarians, my contractors, my watchmaker and my old ad agency buddies have all become clients. I don't get out much though. Maybe it's time to meet some new people. Unfortunately, I don't have any business cards to pass out at the breakfast. When I ran out five years ago, I never bothered to reprint any.

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