I am nearing the finish line of semester end and am busy writing a term paper and studying for finals. What's strange is how calm I have been. For anyone that knows me this is entirely uncharacteristic and thus I have even pondered, "am I ok?" The truth is that I have never been better and there are three reasons why (actually there are four but that breaks the brilliant holy trinity analogy so let's say it's three plus a bonus). Perhaps these can be helpful to you - hope so!

1) Nightly baths. I grew up surrounded by the Japanese tradition of nightly ofuro and was always told it's the best de-stresser and I am telling you, it really is. The key is to take hot baths and to submerge fully so that the heat of the water literally forces your neck and shoulders to relax. Every night as I immerse myself in the ritual, it feels like I am adding days to my life. I also sleep better and wake up without any tension!

2) Exercise. Jonah's suggestion that we buy an elliptical machine was one of his best ideas (and he has a million for me to choose from!). Consistently working out at least 3 days a week has worked wonders for my mental health.

3) Acupuncture. Call it what you will but it works. I found an incredible practitioner who, just by her nurturing personality does double duty as a therapist. After every weekly session I walk out of her office feeling truly grounded and calm.

Bonus: Switching from coffee to green tea! I was in love with coffee but I've since found a better paramour. Aside from all the well-documented health benefits of green tea, it is delicious and gives me the kick I need to start my day without the edge of coffee. I used to feel anxious while riding the subway but since the switch I almost feel physiologically unable to be anxious anymore! Warning: Most green tea sold here is no good. The green tea I devour every morning is sencha sent from my family in Japan. In terms of flavor and probably greater health benefits, try getting your hands on sencha or macha from Japan. You know you have a good green tea when the color is in fact very green!

I'm sure this is for "gun hei fat choy" but it's more fun to think it's the car of a big guy named Choy.

* Spotted in Chinatown. Of course.

The Eyebeam Benefit last night was radical!! It highlighted Eyebeam artists' works, honored Craig Newmark of Craigslist, featured a thought-provoking and inspiring speech by Founder John S. Johnson, showcased Comedy Central's John Mulaney and the band The Walkmen. It was fun and money was raised for freedom and creativity - mission accomplished!

I am both a firm believer in the preventative medicine power of exercise (both in terms of physical and mental health) and a total sucker for these "keep your brain sharp" products. I figure there are worse things I could spend my money on...until I can't remember what I spent all my life savings on!

SAN FRANCISCO — When David Bunnell, a magazine publisher who lives in Berkeley, Calif., went to a FedEx store to send a package a few years ago, he suddenly drew a blank as he was filling out the forms.

Decaying brains, or the fear thereof, have inspired a mini-industry of brain health products — not just supplements like coenzyme Q10, ginseng and bacopa, but computer-based fitter-brain products as well. Continue reading...

En route to SFO. Why of why does the weather in SF have to be colder than in NYC? It's an awesome 78 degrees in NYC right now...be back Sunday!

My cousin Roy's daughter (what does that make her in relation to me?) is proud of her mouth cavity:

* via my cousin Angelina!

In just the past week I've heard all these words incorrectly used. I venture to say that they are misused so often I bet you can easily guess what the speaker actually intended to communicate.

1) NONPLUSSED

2) HEADY

3) UPPITY

So far this seminar has been incredibly illuminating and engrossing! I want to be a forensic interviewer of children!

Forensic Interviewing of Children, Adolescents, and Adults
Sponsored by: The FBI New York Office Victim Assistance Program

Thursday, April 17, 2008

8:30 am - 8:45 am Sign In
8:45 am - 9:00 am Opening Remarks
9:00 am - 10:30 am Forensic Interviewing of Children and Adolescents,
Martha Finnegan, MSW, LCSW, Child Interview Specialist & Catherine S. Connell, MSW, ACSW, Child Interview Specialist
10:30 am - 10:45 am Break
10:45 am - 12:15 pm Martha Finnegan, MSW, LCSW, Child Interview Specialist & Catherine S. Connell, MSW, ACSW, Child Interview Specialist
12:15 pm - 1:15 pm Lunch (on your own)
1:15 pm - 3:15 pm Martha Finnegan, MSW, LCSW, Child Interview Specialist & Catherine S. Connell, MSW, ACSW, Child Interview Specialist
3:15 pm - 3:30 pm Break
3:30 pm - 4:30 pm Touring the Home of the Internet Child Pornography Pedophile, Special Agent Timothy Wittman
4:30 pm - 4:40 pm Interviewing Infants & Talking with Toddlers: Assessing Safety and Risk for Children Ages 0 - 3, Selina Higgins, LCSW-R, MSW, MA

Friday, April 18, 2008

8:30 am - 9:00 am Sign In
9:00 am - 10:30 am The Sexually Exploited Youth: Redefining Victimization,
Sharon Cooper, MD
10:30 am - 10:45 am Break
10:45 am - 12:15 pm Sharon Cooper, MD
12:15 pm - 1:15 pm Lunch (on your own)
1:15 pm - 2:45 pm Interviewing Parents and Other Adults Suspected
of Sexual Abuse of a Child, David Mantell, Ph.D
2:45 pm - 3:00 pm Break
3:00 pm - 4:30 pm David Mantell, Ph.D

A thrilling trio!
so painfully cute to watch,
nose grease smudge on glass.

April is National Autism Month so let's take this opportunity to learn! Check out this Thursday's event my friend Beth Rosenberg helped organize!

For more info click here.

My hubby is in this week's New Yorker magazine!

Wish me luck. And if you are interested check out the following:

Frye standard
Daubert and Federal Rules of Evidence
Dusky test
Civil commitment
Jackson v Indiana
Riggins v Nevada
M'Naghten test
NGRI
GBMI

All the Op-Eds are great today but this one is especially apt and funny.

No more electing prosecutors, NYC! Too high-strung!!

Blackberry broken
Jonah asked, how will we text?
Cold turkey my dear.

* At Duncan's birthday party. Thanks Sal Pal Sally!

Arising before 5 am really shouldn't be undervalued. You feel one step closer to death which then makes you want to live more! I imagine the feeling is similar to that experienced while fasting. So as I head to the airport and then on to a top-secret location that's my prescription for you folks!
Xoxo,
Dr. DreHarner.com

BFFs when we lived next door to each other from 10-12 years old and here we are now. Oh deer!

* Thanks for the pic Kei!

Guaranteed that if you vote for Obama you too will fly out of the polling place high on inspiration!

* via Natalie/

The doomed conversation began like this:

AndreaHarner.com: I'm having trouble with an incoming wire transfer from Austria.

AndreaHarner.com: Aren't you the bank?

More and more I see how growing up in Japan has handicapped me when dealing with the rest of the incompetent world.

Jonah had it a few days ago and surprise now I have it.

While in the Bay Area over the holidays, Annie Maxwell so awesomely drove up from Santa Barbara to hang out with us! However, she not so awesomely bet against our fish parenting skills. Over dinner she bet that one of our three fish would be dead upon our return to NYC. It was a $10 bet and we were very serious about it. Who ended up winning the bet? The answer lays within this little piece of mail I received about 10 days after the bet.

Dip the Brita pitcher gently...GENTLY!! all the while muttering soothing sayings like, "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, fishies..."

Once CAPTURED!, gaze at them through the embossed Brita logo and ponder if they know what's happening:

Do not forget to bring at least a third of their tank water. Be prepared for your hubby to complain about how heavy the water is and for you to grab it out of his hands and carry it yourself and to wake up sore the next morning.

LOCK THEM IN in case of nasty fall which would be their certain death:

Embody a loving and optimistic attitude as you embark on their transport:

The scene at his 421 Broome St. apartment at 6 pm last night.

For all the latest, check out BuzzFeed.

As you may know, BuzzFeed asks bloggers if they've written about trends that have been covered by BuzzFeed. Some comic relief amidst the realization that Scientologists are taking over:

This is a very good article on the struggles of raising rich kids and it begins like this: "America’s burgeoning money culture is producing a record number of heirs—but handing down values is harder than handing down wealth."

Quotes:

Recently, I phoned Andrew Solomon, heir to a substantial pharmaceutical fortune and author of the beautiful depression memoir The Noonday Demon, and asked if he’d discuss the psychological effects of inherited wealth. In the most gracious way, he declined. I pointed out that in his book, he was willing to talk about a depression so profound he attempted to contract HIV in order to have a reason to kill himself; yet he was too shy, on the phone, to talk about his inheritance. Why was that?

“I just met this morning with a very sharp 48-year-old,” says Charles Collier, author of Wealth in Families and senior philanthropic adviser at Harvard University. “And he said to me, ‘I don’t want my children to be entitled, but I want to have a jet. I came from nothing. Haven’t I earned my jet?’” (Family advisers to the megarich say you’d be amazed how often this comes up, this question about private jets. Anxious business executives raise their hands in almost every seminar about it, seeking expiation.) And perhaps this fellow has earned his jet. But his children haven’t. The problem with money, as he doubtless discovered, is that it sets up its own paradox: Hard work may yield it, but growing up with it often discourages hard work.

Thanks to Omar and other hosts and guests for a super fun night!

More from the Theresa Duncan - Jeremy Blake tragedy:

We are moving about 5 blocks south and need to secure movers right away! Know any dependable movers that you've had a good experience with? Please let me know! Thank you and last final tonight so I will be able to blog again - may need to enroll in a refresher blogging course!

Remember when I used to blog??!!

From the ages of 5 - 9 I lived in Nagoya, Japan, attended Nagoya International School and had a BFF named Mod Noranitipadungkarn (believe it or not I am still able to spell this correctly). From ages 10 - 12 I lived in Tokyo for the first of several stints in this great city, went to Seisen International School (an all-girls Catholic School!) and my BFF was Kei Petersen - our nicknames for each other were Flo and Fro...obviously. Well, within this past week I have reconnected with both of them! Mod is living in Bangkok and Kei lives here in NYC! It is so exciting. I especially liked being reminded by Mod that I used to "like Madonna and love to sing". Ummm, good to know my inner child is still alive!

The one luxury I still afford myself everyday is the NYT crossword puzzle! Have I converted anyone to this lifelong hobby? Hope so!

Interesting article on Giuliani's tenure as mayor.

He was, to the popular eye, Eliot Ness reincarnated, an unsparing prosecutor for a crime-shadowed age. And when the United States attorney in Manhattan resigned in January 1989, he earned a tabloid salute:

Like a medieval crusader, he rarely flinched at hard tactics in pursuit of exalted goals. Continue reading...

This is a very sad and very lonely story.

For the last years of her life, Christina Copeman kept to herself.

Ms. Copeman had died of heart disease, the medical examiner said yesterday. The police said she had been dead between a year and 18 months. Continue reading...

Here's something LOL in the meantime, courtesy of Beth Rosenberg!

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TO: All Employees
DATE: October 01, 2007
RE: Christmas Party

I'm happy to inform you that the company Christmas Party will take place on December 23, starting at noon in the private function room at the Grill House. There will be a cash bar and plenty of drinks! We'll have a small band playing traditional carols...feel free to sing along.
And don't be surprised if our CEO shows up dressed as Santa Claus! A Christmas tree will be lit at 1:00 pm. Exchange of gifts among employees can be done at that time; however, no gift should be over $10.00 to make the giving of gifts easy for everyone's pockets. This gathering is only for employees! Our CEO will make a special announcement at that time!

Merry Christmas to you and your family.

Patty

FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director

TO: All Employees
DATE: October 02, 2007
RE: HolidayParty

In no way was yesterday's memo intended to exclude our Jewish employees. We recognize that Chanukah is an important holiday, which often coincides with Christmas, though unfortunately not this year. However, from now on we're calling it our 'Holiday Party.' The same policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians or those still celebrating Reconciliation Day. There will be no Christmas tree present. No Christmas carols sung. We will have other types of music for your enjoym e nt.

Happy now?

Happy Holidays to you and your family.

Patty

FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director

TO: All Employees
DATE : October 03, 2007
RE: HolidayParty

Regarding the note I received from a member of Alcoholics Anonymous requesting a non-drinking table ... you didn't sign your name. I'm happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a sign on a table that reads, 'AA Only'; you wouldn't be anonymous anymore. How am I supposed to handle this?

Somebody?

Forget about the gifts exchange, no gifts exchange are allowed since the union members feel that $10.00 is too much money and executives believe $10.00 is a little chintzy.

NO GIFTS EXCHANGE WILL BE ALLOWED.

FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director

TO: All Employees
DATE: October 04, 2007
RE: HolidayParty

What a diverse group we are! I had no idea that December 20 begins the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which forbids eating and drinking during daylight hours. There goes the party! Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this time of year does not accommodate our Muslim employees' beliefs. Perhaps the Grill House can hold off on serving your meal until the end of the party - or else package everything for you to take it home in little foil doggy baggy. Will that work?
Meanwhile, I've arranged for members of Weight Watchers to sit farthest from
the dessert buffet and pregnant women will get the table closest to the restrooms.
Gays are allowed to sit with each other. Lesbians do not have to sit with Gay men, each will have their own table. Yes, there will be flower arrangement for the Gay men's table.
To the person asking permission to cross dress, no cross-dressing allowed, though. We will have booster seats for short people. Low-fat food will be available for those on a diet. We cannot control the salt used in the food we suggest for those people with high blood pressure to taste first. There will be fresh fruits as dessert for Diabetics, the restaurant cannot supply 'No Sugar' desserts. Sorry!

Did I miss anything?!?!?

Patty

FROM: : Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director

TO: All Fucking Employees
DATE: October 05, 2007
RE: The Fucking HolidayParty

Vegetarian pricks I've had it with you people!!! We're going to keep this party at the Grill House whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the table furthest from the 'grill of death,' as you so quaintly put it, and you'll get your fucking salad bar, including organic tomatoes. But you know, tomatoes have feelings, too. They scream when you slice them. I've heard them scream. I'm hearing them scream right NOW ! I hope you all have a rotten holiday! Drive drunk and die,

The Bitch from HELL!!!!!!!!

FROM: Joan Bishop, Acting Human Resources Director

DATE : October 06, 2007
RE: &nbs p ;Patty Lewis and HolidayParty

I'm sure I speak for all of us in wishing Patty Lewis a speedy recovery and I'll continue to forward your cards to her. In the meantime, management has decided to cancel our Holiday Party.

and have many observations and even theories!!

Stay tuned and alert.

I woke up this morning in my sushi pajamas and walked up to the fish tank to feed the cute fellas and Jonah goes, "woah. stop right there." And I was like, "what?" and he pointed to my pajamas and said, "you don't want to traumatize them!"

:-)

Excellent point!!

I so rarely get sick. This is reminding me that I am a pathetic baby when I'm ill. The only nice thing is that my hubby babies me by doing things like making me green tea even if he put too many tea leaves in and thus the tea was too strong...not that I'm critical or complaining!!!

:-)

With fellow Top Chef enthusiasts Kenny and Katherine (the group photo was simply too special to share) we tried out Top Chef Season One winner Harold Dieterle's restaurant in the West Village called Perilla. From the moment we sat down Katherine and I hounded our waitress, asking about Harold and if he was cooking in the kitchen that night and in fact he was! Just knowing that hot Harry was cooking for us and having such engaging conversation (Katherine couldn't get enough of my forensic psychology classes) took my mind off the food a bit but I remember it was good! Also, the restaurant's ambiance is nicely unpretentious and the music isn't so loud so you can actually enjoy conversation! Here's what we ate:

I've finally retired my ancient Sidekick II for the Blackberry Curve. Although the Sidekick's keyboard is far superior and unrivaled in the current pda marketplace, I am pretty happy with my new gadget.

A pigeon had attached itself to my elbow by locking its beak around my elbow skin. I was completely confused, grossed out and generally traumatized. For some reason I had to go about my life like this for what seemed like an entire day. When finally I was able to ask Jonah to pull the pigeon off my elbow, it ripped apart leaving its body in Jonah's hands and it's beak to neck still attached to my elbow. It was something.

This game is so much fun. It is as they advertise: A Game of Hilarious Comparisons! The judge of the round (changes every round) can either put one or two green adjective cards down and then the players play one of their subject cards and hope that particular judge likes theirs the best! What I like is the subjectivity of the judging and the opportunities for lobbying! I highly recommend it as a gift for the holidays! Here are highlights from an Apples to Apples death match from this past weekend.

Jonah listens to lobbying!

THIS WAS THE TOUGHEST OF THE NIGHT!

First time but not last time! player Amanda:

When your card is just so off the mark it may get embarrassingly shut out like this:

Cameron's Apples to Apples face:

If this is making your mouth water just looking at the pics, imagine what it was like placed in front of me! So delicious and beautiful.

* Monday's NY Post.

This past weekend we bought three goldfish for the 10-gallon tank we had been prepping for three days (having goldfish isn't as easy as you may think!) and we are head over heels in love with them and are loving having a fish tank in the apt.! They are lively, cute little fellas and I have spent long periods of time just watching them do their thing which consists of sucking at the top of the water which creates bubbles, doing the cutest little shimmys, inhaling little plant leaves then spitting them back out whole and seemingly searching for food all. day. long. They are all personality but lacking names! So I ask you, based on the photos and descriptions below can you give me some suggestions??

Fantail Fish: The most typical looking goldfish of the bunch. Fastest swimmer, clearly most clever, at one feeding he ate almost all the food (consequently the longest poops!) which is when we realized we may have to feed each according to their intellectual ability and some as you will see need more help than others. Clearly he's the alpha of the group but whether or not he's superior or a bully depends on your political perspective!

Oranda Fish: Orange guy has a carrot top fro that I can't wait to see grow!, has a flat face like a bulldog and is the most beautiful glistening gold color. He gets just one or two fewer food pellets during free for all feeding frenzy time. He likes to hang out with the "alpha" fish and I think of him as the middle child of a sibling trio - not as aggressive at his older sibling nor as slow as his younger - just in the middle and consequently gets passed over a bit while attention is mostly paid to the sibling drama between the oldest and the youngest.

Moor Fish: Black beauty with a pea brain. He swam against the filter current once or twice which may not seem like such a weird thing to do but trust me, it's a little special. He swims backwards sometimes which is of course adorable although it was less adorable the time I saw him bump his head into the branch sitting in the middle of the tank - ok so it was newly placed there but the point is that the others have not come close to doing things this little guy does - he has his own marching band whose offbeat he follows. His inbreeding takes the heaviest toll on his...eye sight! Goldfish are near-sighted to begin with but man is he sight-challenged. Food pellets will be sprinkled evenly in the tank as instructed and this guy doesn't see them while his mates are feasting and once he does figure it out he still can't get to the pellets most of the time. Of course this was distressing to us so we bent over backwards as only ridiculous parents would and Jonah has taken to custom feeding him - this involves placing the pellets at just the right angle in front of him as he happens to be swimming towards us. This has seemed to work and of course as he is our special needs baby we can't help but favor him a bit. Just a bit.

Whoopee cushion left in apartment building hallway:

* You're jonesing for more George. Here it is.

The moment I set eyes on the large gray kitty George, I was in obsessive love. He was gregarious, hilarious, filled to the brim with 'tude and even though huge, he thought he was svelte and sexy. Unfortunately he terrorizes Black Cat - the only black cat in the photos and whose eyes you see in the background of a photo in which she sits atop a dresser, her only "safe place". George doesn't realize his awesomeness nor his terrorist tendencies. He may be looking for a new home. If and when that day comes it will be a fight to the death to see who gets to lay their paws on George first!

* Thanks again to Evan Roth & Michele Walther for a fun party!

Thanks to Amy Wood (pictured on the right, Nectar on the left), we enjoyed a delicious feast at the always great Blue Ribbon Sushi! Thanks again Amy!

A few notes:

1) Thank god for Jonah who is skilled at and loves to cook because it means you can still throw a dinner party even when you selfishly but necessarily opt out because of midterms.

2) My one regret: I forgot to photograph the chanteurelle mushroom crostinis, garlic tomato salad and cucumber-mint-feta salad he made and the strawberry shortcake I love from Ceci Cela bakery!

3) It's obvious from these photos that Sparky is a wonderful dinner party presence!

4) Don't know what to cook for a dinner party? Themes can be helpful and fun! Ours was an outdoor, summer Parisian dinner. Raw seafood, meat and cheese. All pure, fresh yummy food.

5) Michael Jackson's Thriller creeped into our dinner party.

6) We had a Pinot Noir taste test and we all agreed that Cameron's mom's Bernardus Pinot Noir was the winner!

7) It is great fun to bring together friends who've never met who you think would get along.

8) Thanks to Shani and Fenkel for taking some mighty special photos - they are mixed in below!

I woke up this morning remembering that part of my dream last night consisted of me saying to Jonah, "New York magazine sometimes has interesting articles, doesn't it?"

Ugh.

Hopefully after my last midterm today my burnt out subconscious will be less willing to entertain mundane and unimaginative real world thoughts!

* Thanks for the photo, Lily!!

If only the Pope were Japanese!

Oh, if only...

I love people...sometimes.

Midterm 3 of 4 (Social Psychology and the Legal System) is tomorrow at 2pm and last midterm (Statistics) is Monday evening.

I miss blogging!

I plan to blog tomorrow night with a glass of wine in hand.

Nighty night,
A

MIDTERMS.

* Fabio Blancarte, an old high school friend, who came to NYC to use my Hello Kitty on a piece of sushi phone.

* Thanks to Tam and Mark for knowing I'd love this photo and for each sending me this photo independently!

This was a fantastic talk. I mean, why on earth would an innocent person confess to a crime he/she didn't commit??!! For as long as I can remember I've been reading about this stuff so I knew about The Innocence Project (only reason I ever wanted to go to law school was to work for them!) and the frightening number of people they've successfully exonerated thanks to DNA (keep in mind that if and only if the crime you were falsely convicted of still has intact, testable DNA, often after decades, could you even harbor the remote possibility of being exonerated). What I didn't know continues to shock me to this day. Did you know that interrogators are legally allowed to present false information to a suspect in order to secure a confession????????!!!!!!!!! Here's an example from the well-publicized case of Marty Tankleff. Marty was 17, 17 years ago and awoke in his house to discover his mother and father lying in pools of blood. Right away he was nabbed the prime suspect even though there was another person who was glaringly obvious as the real prime suspect but we won't visit that aspect here. His mother was pronounced dead on the scene and his father who was barely still alive was rushed to the hospital. Marty was interrogated using the standard physical and psychological deprivation techniques I'm sure you all know just from watching Law & Order but basically you're deprived of any physical and psychological comforts like extra clothing, jewelry or belongings, you are stripped to your basic necessities, have no visible phone as a reminder of contact to the outside world and you are only given minimal water, food and bathroom privileges. On top of this, imagine Marty having just learned that his mom is dead and his dad is near death. After hours of unsuccessfully trying to get Marty to confess, one of the detectives, likely the bad cop in the routine (Mutt & Jeff routine is what we call it in grad school), left the room supposedly to take a call and upon returning tells Marty that his father has emerged from his coma and has named Marty as the murderer. Marty fell apart and thought if his own Dad said he did it, he must have done it and not remembered it. The "good cop" then wrote up a confession for Marty to sign but when it came time to sign it, he came to and refused. Nevertheless the harm had been done and Marty is on record as partially confessing. To this day, the "good cop" who was present when the "bad cop" came in with news from the hospital, says that what he heard about Marty's dad seemed so real he even believed it at the time and only found out later it was a lie. Marty's dad never awoke from his coma and died two weeks later. Still, the partial confession, garnered out of a straight up, bold-faced LIE, still stands and the Innocence Project is fighting to free Marty who has already done 17 years for a crime he didn't commit. There are numerous examples like this one that highlight the deeply disturbing fact that it is entirely legal to lie in order to gain a confession from a suspect. And of course while lies are being used to gain false confessions, real murderers remain free.

* En route to eating adventure in Queens!

The food was delicious and I'm counting the days until we go back to the strangely named Jackson Diner! Plus, they were so baby friendly it was not only sweet but effective!

* Thanks to Andy for the Jackson Diner suggestion and to Mark & Tam for driving!!

* Prospect Park, Brooklyn.

* Thanks again to David Fenkel and Shani Ankori for a fun night!

I dreamed last night that I flashed the peace sign everywhere and all the time. I'd flash it tilted of course and I'd say it like I thought I was cool, not hippie. It was kind of liberating to just be that person who does that. I may have been brain damaged too.

It's remarkable how much I am stimulated by and thoroughly enjoy every one of my classes! I come home from school super energized (almost manic) about all that I've learned that day and I recount every detail to Jonah who fortunately is the most intellectually curious person I know and delights in seeing me so happy! My most intriguing class continues to be Kirschner's Psychology of Criminal Behavior. We've watched videos of prime suspects in recent homicide cases being interviewed by an Assistant District Attorney after which Kirschner drills us, in that laid-back Socratic style, on what mental illness or illnesses we think the suspect has (in each of these interviews it's clear the subject is the killer). All the interviews we watch