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It’s the Saturday, er, Friday Five!

Yet another edition of the Friday Five, this one clearly focused on Valentines Day. 1. What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for someone else? That’s tough, largely because…

Yet another edition of the Friday Five, this one clearly focused on Valentines Day.

1. What’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for someone else?

That’s tough, largely because I tend to not be good about remembering such things.

Okay, it would probably be my proposal to Margie. It was Thankgiving, we were at her folks’ house, and, in fact, my folks were there, too. I was still in Southern California, but had gotten a transfer to Denver, leaving that coming Monday. Margie and my relationship was no deep dark secret, obviously, but the clock was ticking on my popping the question. Ordinarily, it would have taken me another six month, I suspect. But with my departure, things were getting urgent, at least in my mind.

I took Margie up to her room at her folks house — oops, Jen was there, trying to calm Ana to sleep. Okay, her brother’s room (how romantic). I knelt down, said something, and handed her a gorgeous engagement ring.

Or not, since I knew that she was going to get one of her heirloom rings, and I didn’t know which one, and I certainly wasn’t going to ask her folks about it ahead of time. So instead I gave her a ring made of aluminum foil.

Didn’t stop her from crying out so loud that Jen was worried there was something wrong.

Yeah, that was all pretty darned romantic.

2. [pardon the cosmo question] What are your erogenous zones?

Margie has taught me to be far more sensuous (senses/touch-loving) than I used to be. I’d guess probably the ear lobes, here and there, and the Usual Suspects.

3. How old were you the first time you had sex? Care to expound?

Pass. (My parents read this blog, fergoshsakes. Margie knows — she’s the only one who needs to.)

4. What’s the most unusual place you’ve ever had sex?

Given that I am, ah, kind of a stick in the mud, I don’t have tales to regale folks of having sex on top of a hot air balloon flying over Venice or anything.

Hmmm. On the dock of a lake at twilight. Fishermen interrupted us …

5. Do you have plans for Valentine’s Day or is it just another Thursday?

No plans at the moment. Margie doesn’t like to go out on VD (“Worst service of the year”). Not sure what we’re going to do. Margie might cook me something really nice, but that doesn’t answer what I’m going to do for her. Chocolates? Cliche. Flowers? Wilt. Something wildly expensive and fabulously beautiful? Margie would hit me.

Hmmmmmm.

Blogger Insider

I almost missed my deadline here, but I managed to squeak it out. Yes, it’s another installment of Blogger Insider, where random bloggers send 10-15 probing, penetrating, and otherwise inappropriately…

I almost missed my deadline here, but I managed to squeak it out. Yes, it’s another installment of Blogger Insider, where random bloggers send 10-15 probing, penetrating, and otherwise inappropriately touching questions to each other.

My partner this week is Eleanor Holmes. Of the three BI folks I’ve been linked with, she’s doubtless the most “compatible,” since she enjoys both RPGs and “Undercover Blues.” Her being from Australia lends a mysterious, exotic, foreign air to her great question — along with that cute Australian accent.

Since I just sent my questions to her (almost missing it, here in Faerie), she probably hasn’t answered them yet, but here are hers to me.

1. Ah-ha… Someone I could have lengthy LotR discussions with, I see! So, what would you define as the central theme of the books, and how does that relate to the movie? (I feel like I’m setting exam questions here!) I think that Peter Jackson has nailed it right on the head. The theme of the books is the influential role of the individual in the affairs of history. Sure, you’ve got this grand, sweeping, epic drama, with prophecies and the like scattered like buckshot. But, bottom line, the story is about how a couple of very small, very ordinary country folks manage, through great personal struggle and sacrifice, to overthrow the greatest evil in the land. Frodo is the least likely individual to do away with the Ring. Aragorn, Gandalf, Galadriel, even Boromir — all the Mighty and Powerful would seem far better choices. But against all odds, his personal dedication — and the dedication and love of his friend, Sam, make it happen, where any of the others would ultimately have failed. Great stuff, and very unexpected for most people.

2. Blogging: the lovely SJ stole my initial question (what made you start?) so I’ll ask: if you could have your blog be as beloved and famous as any other idolized blog, which would you pick? Eep! That’s a tough one, as there are many other blogs out there which I admire (as the Link List o’ Admired Blogs off to the left indicates). I’d probably have to say InstaPundit. I have a lot of admiration for the author (even when I don’t agree with him), and I think that in addition to something informative and entertaining, he’s actually providing a public service. Good stuff.

3. What’s your favorite smell in the world? Sauteeing onions and garlic. The basis for many, many, many good meals that Margie has cooked me.

4. I’m impressed to see that you did NaNoWriMo; I tried, but found that I just didn’t have time, and stopped. Tell us a bit about where you got your inspiration, and words of wisdom you’d pass to those trying it next year? Well, I have to confess that I will probably not do it next year, largely because it shot the bloody hell out of both my November and December schedules. That having been said, I was inspired by my wife (who supported me), my pal Doyce (who suggested the damned thing in the first place, the Infernal Gateway Drug that he is), any number of comic book writers, Kevin Smith, Stephen Brust, Neil Gaiman, and my own personal muse, who is still lolling, sated, somewhere in the back of my head. Words of wisdom I have to pass on from Roger Zelazny:

I try to write every day. I used to try to write four times a day, minimum of three sentences each time. It doesn’t sound like much but it’s kinda like the hare and the tortoise. If you try that several times a day you’re going to do more than three sentences, one of them is going to catch on. You’re going to say “Oh boy!” and then you just write. You fill up the page and the next page But you have a certain minimum so that at the end of the day, you can say “Hey I wrote four times today, three sentences, a dozen sentences. Each sentence is maybe twenty word long. That’s 240 words which is a page of copy, so at least I didn’t goof off completely today. I got a page for my efforts and tomorrow it might be easier because I’ve moved as far as I have”.

5. When you write, what do you need in your immediate environment to make you productive and efficient? Not much. A keyboard (because I can type about 40% as fast as I can think, which is far better than with any other medium). Some scrap paper. If I want to really pound things out, music and earphones help. Margie saved my butt during NaNoWriMo by taking care of Katherine while I sequestered myself in the guest room.

6. You’re a gamer! Hooray! So, go on. Tell us about your fave character.
Please? 🙂 Based on the verbiage I’ve dedicated to him, it would have to be Grinthorn, a half-elvish bard. I played him in a roll-your-own campaign during college, wrote a novel about him (which is not yet finally finished), extended his adventures into an abortive PBeM Mage: The Ascension campaign, and then turned him into a PBeM Amber character. In all incarnations, he’s a sassy bastard (literally), whose taken his childhood experiences of rejection and turned them into an iconoclastic turn-about rejection of authority. Which is nothing like me, but he’s the closest to my “voice” of all the characters I’ve ever run.

7. One of my favorite questions: If you could live in the ‘reality’ of any
one RPG or game system, what would you pick? What kind of person would you be? Frankly, the “reality” of most game systems frightens the bejeebers out of me, since they are all front-loaded with lots of threats. Not that RL isn’t threatening, but it’s threats I know and can (mostly) manage. I’d probably either choose Phage’s Amber system, as one of the kids of that realm, or some sort of a metahuman hero in one of any number of supers RPGs. The latter is usually relatively straightforward and familiar, but with the bennies of some sort of keen power. The former would be far riskier, but with the possibilities of more significant powers. Plus I’d like to meet Fiona. And Flora.

[Question 8 never arrived. No, really.]

9. SJ swiped the Desert Island book question, so I’ll chime in with Desert
Island Discs: pick a dozen albums you’d take with you to aforementioned
desert island. (Alright alright, you can have something to play the albums
on if you like.) Not fair! I’m hundreds of miles away from my collection! Yeesh! Hmmmm. A few I can think of:

  • Sting, Nine Summoner’s Tales
  • John Barry, Moviola
  • Enya, Shepherd Moons
  • Handel, Messiah (pref. the Christopher Hogwood recording)
  • Frente, Labour of Love
  • Loreena McKennitt, The Visit
  • Bach, The Brandenburg Concertos

    That’s all I can come up with off-hand … after this I’d have to cheat and start coming up with the 12-Disc Greatest Hits of the 80s, or the Collected Beethoven Symphonies or something.

    10. Many people have talked about the problems of integrating gaming into a normal family social life. Have you found it’s caused problems for you? Being married to a roleplayer must make it easier, but with Katherine it must still be a juggle. How’ve you found it to be? It’s certainly a lot easier being married to a role-player. Katherine has “kept me” from GMing since she was born, but that all changes in a few weeks, so we’ll see. But it does take time, and social commitment, and right now Margie and I are trading off Fridays playing in different campaigns while the other stays home with Katherine (and, truth be told, sort of enjoys a quiet night of being alone, once she’s asleep). Doyce and Jackie, friends of ours, both game, and they’ve managed to integrate Justin, their 11-year-old into the proceedings pretty well — he goes to cons with them, games in some things that Doyce runs, or just hangs out, tolerantly, since they spend a lot of non-game time with him, too. And the latter is probably the secret to making it work.

    11. If you had one hour to spend online every day, what would you do with
    it? How much time reading email, what sites would you visit, what forums
    would you hang out on, where would you surf?     Egad. I’d probably spend about 20 minutes on e-mail (and cut way back on my mailing lists), 30 minutes blogging, and the remaining 10 minutes doing online “business” — shopping at Amazon, paying bills at PayMyBills, etc. But I wouldn’t like it.

    12. Of what achievement are you most proud? I try not to toot my own horn. Really. I’m always afraid I’ll say, “Yes, I’m horribly, horribly proud of this painting here,” only to have someone say, “Eewwww.” I’d have to say, at this point in my life, it’s been building a wonderful, wonderful marriage (particularly given some problems I had last time around). I had help, of course. But I’m proud of what we have, and what we’ve done, and of the little girl we’re bringing up.

    Isn’t that just too sappy for words? 🙂

    • More good news for coffee drinkers

    You will have better memory. Science proves it. The investigators found that older adults who drank a 12-ounce cup of regular coffee before taking a memory test performed better than…

    You will have better memory. Science proves it.

    The investigators found that older adults who drank a 12-ounce cup of regular coffee before taking a memory test performed better than their peers who drank decaffeinated coffee. Not only did caffeine drinkers have higher scores on the test, which was given in the morning and afternoon, but they did not show any decline in memory throughout the day.
    Test scores declined significantly between morning and afternoon in people who were regular coffee-drinkers but consumed decaffeinated coffee for a day.

    (Via Blather)

    Lists of Four Things

    4 things you would eat on the last day of your life: 1) A bag of Mother’s “Taffy” cookies. 2) A pepperoni pizza. 3) Haagen-Dazs Rum Raisin ice cream. 4)…

    4 things you would eat on the last day of your life:
    1) A bag of Mother’s “Taffy” cookies.
    2) A pepperoni pizza.
    3) Haagen-Dazs Rum Raisin ice cream.
    4) Margie’s pepper steak.

    4 CDs from your collection that you will never get tired of:
    1) John Barry/Moviola
    2) Pet Shop Boys/Actually
    3) Eurythmics/Greatest Hits
    4) Bangles/Greatest Hits

    4 movies that you watch over and over:
    1) Princess Bride
    2) Undercover Blues
    3) Judgement at Nuremberg
    4) The Shadow

    4 vacations you have taken:
    1) Britain, with Margie.
    2) The Grand Canyon, with my folks
    3) My honeymoon, with Margie
    4) Santa Fe, with Margie

    4 things you’d like to learn:
    1) To hit a golf ball straight, consistently.
    2) Japanese
    3) Philosophy (formally)
    4) How to draw faces

    4 beverages you drink frequently:
    1) Coffee
    2) Barq’s root beer
    3) Grapefruit juice
    4) Coke

    4 TV shows that you liked when you were a kid:
    1) I Love Lucy
    2) Mission Impossible
    3) Doctor Who
    4) Star Trek

    4 places to go in your city:
    1) The Zoo
    2) The Botanic Gardens
    3) Lo-Do
    4) Cherry Creek North

    4 things to do when you’re bored:
    1) Read
    2) Watch TV
    3) Blog
    4) Read some more

    4 things that never fail to cheer you up:
    1) Margie’s smile
    2) Katherine’s smile
    3) Praise
    4) Knights of the Dinner Table

    (Via sillycow)

    Save Harry!

    While I like the concept that soft drinks (soda pop, cokes, whatever they call them in your part of the country) are “liquid candy,” I don’t think that this site,…

    While I like the concept that soft drinks (soda pop, cokes, whatever they call them in your part of the country) are “liquid candy,” I don’t think that this site, begging J.K. Rowlings to somehow break Coke’s sponsorship contract with Warner Bros. to promote/be promoted with the Harry Potter movie, is likely to have much impact?

    Why not?

    Well, Rowling’s characters don’t eschew the occasional sweet. I seem to recall a very popular candy store in the neighboring village, in fact. And, when taken to excess, Rowling portrays the problems which ensue. That’s one reason.

    For another reason … these folks are nuts.

    (I was amused to find out that Pepsi One has as much caffeine as Mountain Dew. Though, of course, we now know that caffeine makes you smarter, stronger, and less prone to arthritis. It also drives chicks wild.)

    Both Margie and I grew up in households were sodas were not a regular part of the regular menu. But we drink them — in moderation — now. We will probably cut back some when Katherine is growing up and drinking such things. But — hey, that “moderation” word is probably not a bad idea. There are much greater threats to children in the world than soft drinks or their advertising.

    (Via Dynamist)

    (That having been said, I think I’ll go see Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone tonight. And have a large root beer.)

    (And, yes, I know the American title is … and the Sorcerer’s Stone, on the movie and book both. I reject the proposition that Americans should not recognize the term “philosopher’s stone,” or, if they don’t, shouldn’t learn it. This has been your Official Pedantic Moment for Today.)

    (According to IMDB, the references to the stone were filmed looped with both names during the production, so that the Brits, at least, can hear the “real” name.)

    It makes you smarter! It makes you stronger! It keeps you from getting arthritis!

    Still more evidence that caffeine is a Good Thing. Coffee for Victory! (Via Blather)…

    Still more evidence that caffeine is a Good Thing.

    Coffee for Victory!

    (Via Blather)

    And to bed

    Last clean-up in the kitchen — put plastic over the yummy pumpkin cake with apple struedel topping Margie made today. Take down the trash for the collectors to haul off…

    Last clean-up in the kitchen — put plastic over the yummy pumpkin cake with apple struedel topping Margie made today. Take down the trash for the collectors to haul off tomorrow morning — including, sadly, the microwave I first bought here in Denver when I moved, in a desperate late-night frenzy of big-box shopping, lest I be forced to reheat leftovers on the stove or in the oven.

    Big, bright full moon out, all the moreso for the unlit lights at the neighbors’ houses. First full moon Halloween in some decades, and last for some decades more. Cats are inside, doubtless annoyed, but precaution (especially for little black Indy) against random cruelty.

    Lots of words written, a portent of things to come starting tomorrow. Rey’s designed a t-shirt — a must-have for the “Writing in the Dark” group.

    Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as the headlights, but you make the whole trip that way.
              — E. L. Doctorow (b. 1931)

    Beep-beep.

    And good night.

    I love the Java Jive, and it loves me!

    Not only does it make you smarter and more physically adept, but caffeine’s also the key to curing headaches! They found that 58 per cent of those who took either…

    Not only does it make you smarter and more physically adept, but caffeine’s also the key to curing headaches!

    They found that 58 per cent of those who took either caffeine or ibuprofen alone reported complete pain relief from a headache – and the caffeine-takers typically experienced relief about half an hour faster. The caffeine dose was equivalent to that in a large mug of coffee, says Seymour Diamond, who led the study.
    […]After 90 minutes, pain began to recur in the caffeine-only group. However, drinking a second cup of coffee could probably prolong the analgesia, Diamond says.

    This is, of course, old news to the makers of pain relievers laced with caffeine (Excedrin, I believe, is this way), but now we have Science to stand behind such claims.

    None of this explains, of course, the frequent headaches I get at the office, even though I heavily self-medicate with coffee. But that’s just another mystery for Science to figure out.

    (Via Blather, which, for my money, is one of the most attractive and soothing-looking sites out there. And he didn’t even pay me to say that.)

    First coffee, now chocolate

    First coffee, now chocolate It’s been a good day for news that things I like like me, too. Researchers report that chocolate can help delay the progress of cardiovascular disease….

    First coffee, now chocolate

    It’s been a good day for news that things I like like me, too. Researchers report that chocolate can help delay the progress of cardiovascular disease.

    So that means I can eat lots of pizza, too!

    (Via Trance Gemini)

    Vente!

    Make mine a Vente! Science says downing coffee is good for you! Or at least it makes you sharper, smarter (and, clearly, more attractive to women)! (Or men, if that’s…

    Make mine a Vente!

    Science says downing coffee is good for you! Or at least it makes you sharper, smarter (and, clearly, more attractive to women)! (Or men, if that’s your preference!)

    The report, by the [National Academy of Science]’s Institute of Medicine, found that 100 to 600 mg of caffeine, the equivalent of one to six cups of coffee, can help “maintain cognitive performance,” especially in times of sleep deprivation.
    “Specifically, it can be used in maintaining speed of reactions and visual and auditory vigilance, which in military operations could be a life or death situation,” according to the report.

    Coffee for Life! Coffee for Victory!

    (Via Blather)

    Wrong, right, redux

        SMART GUY 1: The thing that the modern-day pundits fail to realize is that all the socioeconomic and psychological problems inherent in modern society can be solved by the judicious…

        SMART GUY 1: The thing that the modern-day pundits fail to realize is that all the socioeconomic and psychological problems inherent in modern society can be solved by the judicious application of way too much beer.
        BUFFY: My mother always said beer is evil.
        SMART GUY 1: Evil, good — these are moral absolutes that predate the fermentation of malt and fine hops.

            — Buffy the Vampire Slayer, “Beer Bad”

    Monday night was, as I noted earlier this morning, the special Magic Kingdom Guest Night for Gartner attendees. At 7:45 p.m. we all boarded busses and rode off to the Magic Kingdom, like herds of elephants crossing the veldt, converging on the watering hole.

    Now, the entire park wasn’t open. But all the E-ticket rides were (for those who recall what an E-ticket ride was). And the crowds were minimal, so you could ride eides as fast as you could walk to them and through the queue guides. Plus live entertainment here and there. The local equivalent of the Electrial Parade. A number of restaurants were open, and there were also buffet tables all over the place. Oh, and ice cream carts. Oh, and beer and wine carts.

    In other words, the perfect, decadent Disney experience. We had much fun, even though the 3-4 hours we had were not nearly enough.

    Having grown up in Southern California, Disneyland’s Magic Kingdom is the “One, True Magic Kingdom of which all others are but Shadow.” Being well familiar with the Anaheim park, visiting WDW’s Magic Kingdom is like visiting some strange parallel world. The biggest difference is just that — bigness. Anaheim real estate, even in 1960 or so, was still valuable (and Disney was working on a relative shoestring). Florida real estate was — well, anyone interested in buying some swampland? So in the space that you can fit the entire park in Anaheim, WDW fits Fantasy Land alone. There are gaps between the lands, gaps between the rides, a ton of landscaping (with the prospects of fill-in expansion).

    Plus oddities like “Liberty Square.” Lesser versions of “The Haunted Mansion” and “Pirates of the Caribbean” and “It’s a Small World.” Alternative but analogous versions of “Space Mountain” and “Big Thunder Mountain.” An arguably superior version of “Splash Mountain.”

    Other things here and not in Anaheim:

    • Buzz Lightyear – Mr. Toad meets Laser Tag. More geeky fun than you can imagine, especially on a Guest Night for Geeks.
    • Aladdin’s Magic Carpets – Dumbo redux.

    • Winnie the Pooh – Decently charming kiddie ride, making up for the ones (Mr. Toad, Cinderella, etc.) the park lacks.

    • The ExtraTERRORestrial Alien Encounter – Disney does a real haunted house. About as scary as you’d want from Disney, and impeccably done misdirection and suggestion to make a hair-pricklingly fine adventure.

    Of course, they don’t have a “Matterhorn” here. Or an “Indiana Jones.” YMMV.

    There’s something so wrong, and yet so right

    There’s nothing quite like riding the Jungle Cruise at the Magic Kingdom with a plastic cup of cabernet in your hand, and at least one more in your stomach. “Grad…

    There’s nothing quite like riding the Jungle Cruise at the Magic Kingdom with a plastic cup of cabernet in your hand, and at least one more in your stomach.

    “Grad Night. With Beer.” That’s how Margie described the “Magic Kingdom Special Event” for Gartner attendees. We sprang for Margie’s admission, plus a sitter, and had Much Fun.

    I’m way behind in recording experiences here, but it’s difficult to explain how difficult it is to blog whilst in a hotel room with a cranky toddler and a wife who has been taking care of same all day. Not to mention “lights off” at 7 p.m. in the hope that said toddler will go to sleep.

    So … expect more when you see it. I’m typing this from one of the complementary Internet-connected PCs here at Garter (woo-woo). But since I have probably at least a few hours to transcribe — don’t expect it just yet.

    Deep in the Heart

    I really dislike Dallas-Fort Worth International. Whenever I end up laying over in DFW, I am inevitably doing an OJ Simpson through one entire concourse, in order to then make…

    I really dislike Dallas-Fort Worth International. Whenever I end up laying over in DFW, I am inevitably doing an OJ Simpson through one entire concourse, in order to then make the 1200m dash through another concourse to make my connection in 15 minutes … which then, inevitably, ends up being delayed three hours as I arrive, my body giving out beneath me.

    While I didn’t have to dash much this time, my opinion of DFW was not improved.

    The Delta concourse is designed with the baggage claim areas paralleling the councourse the entire length. So every thirty yards or so, there’s another gate. Which means another X-ray machine. Which means another pair of soldierly types with their slung M16. Eep. Security nightmare. The soldiers are supported by at least two other law enforcement agencies (couldn’t tell what, but one wore navy blue police type uniforms, the other wore dark leather jackets), but it was still goofy. Why they didn’t close half of them to incoming traffic I do not know.

    To make a long story from before short, Margie also wangled us Good Seats on the new flight. Though she paid for it, karmically, by initially standing in line at the gate for about fifteen minutes before they announced they were not actually dealing with the flight we were on yet, but the one going out before it.

    See, our flight was delayed. An hour. And, later, another 25 minutes beyond that. And when you’re getting in late in the first place, that’s all not a good thing.

    Mercifully, there was a Haagen-Dasz store right near where we were. I wrote in my Palm blog journal, “Rum Raisin is da bomb.” And then, “Can I say that in an airport?”

    But it’s true. HD Rum Raisin ice cream is nectar and ambrosia. The gods themselves eat of it. It is the most wonderful thing in the world.

    There, now you know.

    Unfortunately, it does not make a dinner, at least not in conventional servings. Margie found a good little Chinese place and brought me back some, while I watched Squiggy. We took turns doing that, and, mercifully, she found some other kids to play with (plenty of kids traveling with their parents to Orlando, no great surprise), which let her burn off lots of energy.

    I noted in my blog journal, “It’s a bad sign when CNN begins to repeat. Again.”

    There were plastic knives in service there, too.

    I noted with some irony that Margie’s boarding pass noted, “Infant in arms.” Mine noted, “Bags = 04.”

    After complaining mentally once again that the airlines all decided to stop offering early boarding for families with children and infants just at the point where we had one, Delta did so. So we did. Middle three seats on a 767. Not bad. We were pretty tired and frazzled by that point, but at least we were on our way once more.

    They played a free movie for us, since we’d been delayed. Cats & Dogs. I’d have rather seen the other choice, Tomb Raider, but Katherine enjoyed the 15 minutes she was awake for.

    More coffee?

    While you’re at it, check out Tortious Torts on this subject for a very balanced review of tort reform and the sort of stories that get floated on this subject….

    While you’re at it, check out Tortious Torts on this subject for a very balanced review of tort reform and the sort of stories that get floated on this subject. Snopes.com is the site to visit for researching urban legends and Internet chain letters.

    Coffee Clutch

    The McDonald’s Scalding Coffee Case So we’ve all heard about ridiculous lawsuits and how our country is being ground into the dust by folks refusing to take responsibility for their…

    The McDonald’s Scalding Coffee Case

    So we’ve all heard about ridiculous lawsuits and how our country is being ground into the dust by folks refusing to take responsibility for their own dimwitted actions and instead suing folks with deep pockets.

    Heck, I’ve chanted that same refrain myself.

    The example folks most give of this is the infamous McDonald’s Scalding Coffee Case, where (as the legend goes) some idiot woman is drinking her take-out coffee, spills it, gets a little burn, and sues the snot out of McDonald’s.

    Well, check out the link above. Based on the actual case, it paints a very different picture, both of the extent of the injuries, the negligence of the defendent, and the damages awarded.

    Sure, it’s the Trial Lawyer Assoc. posting this, but the facts are the facts. Just remember that the next time someone starts bitching on this subject (and that the whole reason why punitive damages were originally allowed was to punish folks/firms for whom compensatory damages were being just written off as a cost of doing business).