i'm rich, i can't help being wasteful

The presidential race has picked up some steam lately. I always look forward to hearing what politicians have to say, especially in response to the "hard" questions.
With all the hub-bub going on with the presidential race, though, it seems that the local race for mayor and city attorney usually takes a back seat. But, the local races are quite interesting, as well.
The other day I was listening to KPBS/NPR and Tom Fudge on "These Days" was interviewing the City Council President, Scott Peters, who is a candidate for city attorney. Like many other San Diegans, Peters expressed his dissatisfaction with the job that current city attorney, Michael Aguirre, has done.
Fudge, who can usually be counted on to be as close to partial as possible, came back with a question for Peters.
"So, Scott, research has shown that City Council members are excessive users of water in their households, while you yourself had the highest usage by far (something like 5-6 times the avg. household uses). How do you respond to that?"
Peters answered, "Well, Tom, that a great question... and the answer is, to be honest, my property is rather large. We're currently trying to switch over to drip system, but really, our property is just big."
I got a kick out of that.
With all the media surrounding politics these days, its highly unlikely that a candidate will go unscathed during the course of his or her campaign and I sure love it when the media takes advantage and puts politicians in those tough situations.

you know that look on someone's face when they have to go number 2? well i don't...

so the other day i was at the library during my usual morning slot on Tues/Thurs (after chinese history and before chinese). since i haven't had a chance to go to the gym recently, i've found that walking up the stairs at geisel from 2nd floor to 7th floor is more than adequate exercise. usually by the time i reach the 7th floor I'm huffing and puffing. it's actually quite embarrassing to be breathing so hard in the library, so in order to catch my breath i head over to the bathroom. it's about this time, too, that i feel "The Urge" to let loose and relieve myself of my business (#2 business that is). but on this particular day i didn't feel "The Urge" so i left the bathroom, unrelieved. i know, this may seem like a strange routine, but hey at least 1) it gets some blood flowing and 2) it allows me to study with no need for later distractions.

anyways, so after that i usually head to my favorite study spot. if someone has assumed my spot, i'll shoot that person a dirty look and grudgingly look for an adequate substitute location. (kidding about the dirty look). well, on this particular day since i didn't feel "The Urge" during the normal time that it usual comes, i knew it would come at any minute, so i waited and waited (and studied). i finally felt it just before i had to leave for class. well, this is when my true adventure began...

i quickly packed up my belongings and fast-walked over to the 7th floor bathroom... stall in use. great, i thought, now i'll just go one floor down. 6th floor... same result, stall in use. okay how about 5th floor. STALL IN USE. it was probably about this time when i had "the face." you know that determined look people get when they have to get something done... when every part of their face is cringed oh so tightly? yeah that was me. so my last hope was 4th floor. and sure enough the stall was empty. so instead of having to hold poo for 1 hour and 20 minutes, i was able to take care of business, as usual.