In what will likely be my last BTQ post (unless, in a drunken stupor, one of the guys asks me to guest blog again later), I thought it would be cool to do a BTQ-style post.

What I am doing at work: The amount of work for Prof. Legal Writing has dwindled, mainly because he--like myself--is inherently lazy and doesn't want to spend his entire summer painting doors and whatnot. This is not necessarily a good thing, however, because I am pretty broke and could use ten or fifteen hours there. Plus, Mrs. Johnson likes to point out whenever I am not working, as if I am supposed to feel bad about it or something. (Actually, I haven't really figured out why she does it. She'll come home, see that I'm not covered in paint, and say "So, you didn't work today?")

In my other job, I am still knee-deep in tax cases. I've gone through all the Sixth Circuit cases from 1909-1931 and have them entered into a spreadsheet. I cannot explain to you how un-fun this is. The best part, though, was that Prof. Tax told me "all of this will make a lot more sense once you take tax next year." I haven't broken it to her yet that, not only am I not taking tax, but that, if tax would make this make sense, I am pretty happy with my decision not to.

What I am doing at home: Still going to the gym regularly and starting to see some results because of it. I did my final two sets of leg presses with 720 pounds this past Thursday, which is a new high for me. It's the little achievments like this that make me love weightlifting.

What I am thinking about: Major League Baseball. By their own standards (see also, Johnny Damon and Jermaine Dye), KC did much better in the Beltran deal. However, by anyone else's standard, it was still a typically foolish Kansas City trade. They could have made a run at uber-stud Dallas McPherson and a pitcher from Anaheim. They could have had Milton Bradley and some prospects from the Dodgers. The list goes on and on. Baird was just too stuck on getting both a 3B and a C too recognize that other deals could be better overall for the Royals. Lost in the trade was the fact that, once again, Billy Beane got his man. He gave up a decent minor league third baseman (remember, he has Eric Chavez locked up long term already) and got a great reliever in Octavio Dotel.

What I am not thinking about: Bill Clinton's book. No matter what you think of the guy (I happen to like him a lot as a President), it just seems too early for his memoirs. This seems like the kind of book that need 15 or 20 years of historical perspective to really understand the effects of decisions made during his tenure.

What I am listening to: In the car right now, I have Bars from the Jimmy Buffett boxed set, Doggystyle by Snoop Doog, and Long Way to Mexico by Roger Creager. A pretty standard assortment for me this time of year.

Peeve of the Week: The fact that Farenheit 9/11 has caused people to re-mention that piece of crap, Bowling for Columbine.