Morning coffee

I wish I had an actuary for calculating my personal risk, and then warn me against it. Like, "Are you sure you want to go out for dinner and drinks? There is a 75% chance that you won't want to do homework tomorrow, and then a subsequent 99% chance that you will do poorly on your midterm." That would be useful. Or if it was "There is a 25% chance that you will do poorly on your midterm," or anything under 40%, I would go ahead anyway. Although I guess that's what your conscience is for...


If I weren't so darned interested in disease and medicine, I'd want to be a criminal lawyer. Sometimes when I need a study break, I read court cases on really awful murders and crimes--for some reason, this stuff fascinates me.


Speaking of which, I just read an article about the Texas prison system ending its "last meals" program for death row inmates. There were outcries that the system wasn't being merciful to its condemned. The rebuttal to that is, most people who have never committed despicable crimes don't get the luxury of eating extravagant meals, the murderers weren't merciful to their victims, and their victims sure didn't get a last meal either. Dang. WWJD?


I might take a bioethics class next spring.


In non-news from yesteryear, that 90-something year old couple who died holding hands is sad and sweet, but what's sadder and not sweet at all is that another family is now suffering because the elderly man shouldn't have been driving. If you were on the receiving end of this car crash, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be reading the hand-holding story and saying "Awww." In actual news, Couple held hands for 1,500 years. That's hard to beat.


Today I'm having lunch with D and his parents. Then I'm going to a corn maze in Dixon with my girlfriends and their boyfriends. Then I'm going to finish my MCAT practice exam because I'm a slacker and I didn't finish it in one sitting.