  Mad Cow Strikes Walton's Mountain We went to El Chico's on Saturday after Mass--I could go on a tirade about how El Chico is a tolerable Mexican restaurant only because it is one of two Mexican restaurants in the entire Tri-Cities area--but that would be an unneeded digression. So we go to El Chico and I get a taco salad. It comes out with all of this ground beef in it.
My parents notice that I am picking around the groud beef. My mom asks what's going on? Me: "Well, with that whole Mad Cow thing, I don't want to get sick. " Mom: "Oh, honey, law school has made your brain swiss cheese already. " Dad: "If it wasn't law school, it definitely was the martinis. " Thank you parental units. Your concern for your only child rises to new levels and continues to astound me. In other news...we're going to the aquarium tomorrow! Yay! With real 11 foot sharks and sea turtles. Righteous!! RIGHTEOUS!! ! 
