This posting is going to be quite disjointed. I have two completely unrelated issues that I want to discuss.
The first issue relates to my real job. I am preparing for a hearing later this week. I started reading a transcript of testimony of two of the witnesses in my hearing that they gave at an earlier trial. Now reading transcripts is death defyingly boring even when the examination is well conducted. However, this testimony is terrible. The witnesses are almost unintelligible and the attorneys almost incomprehensible.
Answer: "Like, you know, like I think that ......... ummm, umm. Mary, ummm .......... no I mean Jane, umm .... like you know Jane said ......... ummm, uhhhh no it was Mary, I think, said ....uhhhhh like we need to get our asses out of here 'cause, ummmm you know, uhh we could get in trouble."
And I have 87 pages of that crap to try to decipher.
So I am sitting at my desk, retching at the absolute idiocy of these people. Babe has been in and out only 23-24 times. (He abuses his doorman rights whenever I am distracted). Babe is gone for much longer than his normal in and out to see if he can con a treat. Then he arrives on the deck.
Damn, he has a stick and he is going to want me to toss it for him. I ignore him and he doesn't insist on coming into the house. That's unusual. So I focus on the stick. DAMN its the leg bone of a deer. And Babe is proud as punch that he has it. Now he didn't hunt the deer but I assume that he found it near a road kill out here in the country.
Now I need to get this thing away from him. I open the door, he runs away. I close the door, he comes back on the deck. I've got work to do. I only have slippers on. It is cold outside here on the tundra.
After much haranguing he finally drops the leg and comes into the house. Now he is whining at the door wanting to go back outside for his bone. I will have to either kill the dog or trudge through the snow to get the bone so I can get it out of his sight.
Damn, I hate this day and my real work that I have to do.
BTW - I would never harm Babe, he is my bestest friend. And I am reasonably certain that his testimony would be more coherent than the drivel these two witnesses provided.