Whaaaaaaaaaaa?

Over two months later, and this space has remained empty, devoid of life.

Because my life took over. I beat my case, and suddenly the world of Malakkar (tm) became an interesting event, something whereby activities became a daily event, and downtown for blogtime became a fantasy, like Malakkar winning against all wars of oppression, universal utopia, and of course, a harem to put Wilt Chamberlain to shame.

Damn, still a sexist pig. Gotta work on that.

Tomorrow, tomorrow I go to war again. This two month absence of leave is over. Tomorrow law school starts, and I begin anew.

So, my faithful five (and now 1 dedicated!), whatever have I been doing?

Moving to San Francisco. That was a big one. Went to DefCon 17, which wasn't a slouch either. Managed to get pulled over twice in a matter of one month, but neither time was I driving, and in the former example, it was a load of shit, and in the latter, only a speeding ticket.

Let's talk about the load of shit: Arizona State Trooper pulls us over on I-15, the short snip, like 20 miles, that dips into Arizona between Utah and Nevada. Pulls my brother out of the car, and tells him he's got two problems with us: 1) license plate lamp is out. 2) open container in vehicle.

The open container was of root beer. However, we spend the next 45 minutes on the side of the road, being harassed by the pig, because he wants to search the vehicle.

Did I mention that I was moving to SF? The car has almost everything I owned in it, a search would have taken hours. So, naturally, we both tell the pig to fuck off. At which point he threatens to bring out the dogs. We both say, "don't fucking care, bring the fucking dogs," and eventually, he decides to let us go, after finding out my brother works drug policy, and I'm about to start law school.

Craven coward. Just like the DEA. Looking to mess with people just because he's bored.

We left, and missed the fireworks in Vegas because of this prick. Next time, more adventures from the road, what actually went down at DefCon, and how I came upon some heartbreak.