You know, I've spent much of this morning wondering how I knew the name of William Olson, and it turns out that I knew him through his profession. Olson presented the majority of cases when I served on a Clarke County Grand Jury last year, and, like Ken Mauldin said, he really is a very nice guy.

As fate would have it, though, he's also not terribly bright.

While reading this article, there were times I laughed out loud and felt I was reading a scene from Dumb and Dumber ...

A street vendor told the officer that Olson ate a hot dog and walked away without paying; he also put his hands on the vendor's chest two times, according to police.

When the officer caught up with Olson, the prosecutor said he didn't know anything about a hot dog, though he had ketchup and mustard on his shirt, police said.

I can't recall too much from Olson's time presenting the cases, but I do remember that he liked to play golf. That, and when you spoke to him, you had the feeling his mind was elsewhere.