So….I had probably the best dream ever last night. The Supreme Court decided that it suddenly needed an added facet of transparency and in order to get the word out to the world, they decided to hire a blogger to simublog one of their conference sessions. As many of you may know, conference sessions are very private affairs where they Justices are free to say whatever they want. They end up going with the most unknown blogger than can find so that the commentary wouldn’t be biased in favor of anyone.
When I get there, they are arguing Morse v. Fredrick (or the Bong Hits 4 Jesus case). For some reason, they keep talking about how mad Sandy Day would be about their ruling which ended up being 4-4 because Ruth Bader had to recuse herself for smoking weed (a bong hit 4 jesus perhaps?) in the past. Somewhere in the middle a very miniature Antonin Scalia ran up to me and stole my laptop while cursing at me about being too much of a hipster because of my Macintosh.
Sigh, then my alarm went off and I heard the ever-silly Bobby Bones nonsense on the radio. I tried feverishly to go back to sleep and finish the glory that was taking place in the Supreme Court, but it was over.
Goodbye Ruthy, I hardly knew you.