Ten to fifteen glorious minutes of flurries!
Past that, I studied international tax. There's very little to philosophically reflect on in that.
So my tax classes turn out to be stocked with LL.M.'s, which, when the curve is quite important, makes one pause.
Man, it's sad when that's all one can say about one's day. Tell you what--tomorrow I'll be on the second floor of the reading room (I'm the one with the bulging pecs and the Santa Hat--look for the hat); everybody feel free to swing by.