Yesterday in Evidence a student fainted. He regained consciousness and was alright, don't worry. But it was...jarring. I felt so bad for him. Someone called 911 and an ambulance came. The paramedic had him step outside (he came back in). It must have been super embarrassing. (Also embarrassing - I can't spell embarrassing without a spellchecker.) It was one of the worst ways to lose 10 minutes of class I have ever experienced. I would have far preferred to listen to my professor.
Today I also came across a 2-minute old car accident. I jogged to Safeway to get cranberry sauce and when I came back there was a car in the middle of the road that had just been hit. I missed the exciting part. But what is going on around me this week? The cranberry sauce was used to make a delicious sauce to go with pork tenderloin and mashed potatoes. Delicious. The taste was clearly not marred by the perilous circumstances of the cranberry sauce's acquisition.
Somehow this week I am actually paying attention in classes. Even in Professional Responsibility, which is silly because the MPRE is over. By the way, the MPRE went "meh who knows." As Ron put it, it's the kind of test where you walk out feeling like you failed, but then you pass. I did the first part, I haven't learned about the second part. The first question (of 60) was the juiciest (it wasn't very juicy), about sexual relations with a client. And there was no "good answer," only a "best answer." It isn't good to have an "Oh crap, I don't know" question as your first one. Not a good tone for the rest of the exam. I took the MPRE at American's law school. Across the street they have a Crate & Barrel with a Starbucks inside. I could wait for my latte while shopping for plates. It was the most bourgeois thing ever. It could also be right out of a "Stuff White People Like" post. Hilarious.
After the MPRE, I started reading Game of Thrones again. It is getting crazy. And hard to put down. It was a good call to stop reading when I did.
If you are wondering, the Jay-Z/Kanye West concert was awesome. Jay-Z was better live. He sounds as good, if not better than he does on album. Kanye sounds fine, but his songs have a tendency to be so produced that it just isn't the same live. And he isn't as fast (maybe because he isn't a "real" rapper). They played a lot of stuff from Watch the Throne, and most of their individual hits. I can only think of two Kanye hits they didn't play - Love Lockdown and Through the Wire. But Jesus Walks and Good Life were fantastic live. As were Hard Knock Life, 99 Problems, and Dirt Off Your Should from Jay-Z. It's alright to be jealous in this case. I owe Damien for getting the tickets.
It's time to face the reality that I don't know how iPhones work. Oh, but I said non-phone stuff.
You know whose music is totally unappreciated by my generation? Arlo Guthrie. But he's the man. Huge Alice's Restaurant fan (Thanksgiving tradition to listen to it).
Damn it. I just missed Top Chef.
Does anyone know how to use this damn thing? I feel old - technology is now beyond me. Oh, but not talking about it.
Instead we'll talk about...brunch. The best meal of it week. Really! It's a once-a-week kind of meal. Especially with bottomless mimosas. But it's the best meal. I pretty much discovered that upon moving to DC. They just don't do it the same way in Boston. Stupid Puritan laws. In my youth they still had Sunday Blue Laws! What is that??!! Let the people shop on Sundays. Let them have drink specials! If you were real puritans, you would just insist they run around in those silly buckle hats. I'd be down.
Showing posts with label kanye west. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
My pretty, dimly lit, knotted fantasy
I would say the most exciting thing that happened today was receiving a $1 off coupon at ABP. I know, you can hardly contain your excitement. That's half a croissant! Besides that all I really did was learn Con Law in more depth. I think I've got it down pretty well, but I have another day to sure it up just in case. I could tell you all about neutral laws that incidentally burden speech! But that might not be so exciting for you.
Kanye's new album is downright addictive. But he says some ridiculous things. The most notable one (or the one that is currently on my mind) involves having sex with Egyptian mummies and a sarcophagus. I get the feeling that Kanye West went to the history museum that morning and saw a cool exhibit on ancient Egypt and was like "How can I fit this into my rap on this song I'm recording? Well I can't make a song about mummies - that would be weird next to all the other tracks which have no historical significance whatsoever. And it might be hard to how cool I am into a song about ancient Egypt since I wasn't even there. Let's see here..." But somehow Kanye did manage to put his new-found word into a rap, sarcophagus.
I won't lie, spell check needed to correct sarcophagus the first time I typed it. But now I've got it down. Sarcophagus. Sarcophagus. Rhymes with esophagus, right Kanye??
I guess this is not the best place to address it, but I am becoming concerned with the federal deficit as well. Let's think of ways to deal with the deficit, Mr. President and leaders of Congress. What's that you say: keep income tax cuts in place, add payroll tax cuts, throw in a low estate tax rate, and spend more on unemployment? So you want to have the government take in less money while spending more money and this is supposed to...reduce the deficit? Why yes that makes perfect sense, let's just do some calculations here. Does anyone have a calculator I can borrow? Anyone in Congress have a calculator? No one in Congress does, what a surprise. Alright, I'll just ballpark it. Oh, you mean that basic arithmetic functions do not support this plan as a way of reducing the deficit? Crazy! Someone should alert people to this fact.
If you want to reduce the deficit then do it. If you want to cut taxes because that's what you believe is best for the economy then do it. But do not attempt to sell me something while you are defying basic arithmetic.
End political rant of the week. DC affects me I guess.
Stupid person of the day: my friend who took the U.S. Foreign Relations Law exam with me last night. Today she told me that she didn't know what the word "tenable" meant on the exam so she assumed it meant "impossible." She may be in for a surprise.
Kanye's new album is downright addictive. But he says some ridiculous things. The most notable one (or the one that is currently on my mind) involves having sex with Egyptian mummies and a sarcophagus. I get the feeling that Kanye West went to the history museum that morning and saw a cool exhibit on ancient Egypt and was like "How can I fit this into my rap on this song I'm recording? Well I can't make a song about mummies - that would be weird next to all the other tracks which have no historical significance whatsoever. And it might be hard to how cool I am into a song about ancient Egypt since I wasn't even there. Let's see here..." But somehow Kanye did manage to put his new-found word into a rap, sarcophagus.
I won't lie, spell check needed to correct sarcophagus the first time I typed it. But now I've got it down. Sarcophagus. Sarcophagus. Rhymes with esophagus, right Kanye??
I guess this is not the best place to address it, but I am becoming concerned with the federal deficit as well. Let's think of ways to deal with the deficit, Mr. President and leaders of Congress. What's that you say: keep income tax cuts in place, add payroll tax cuts, throw in a low estate tax rate, and spend more on unemployment? So you want to have the government take in less money while spending more money and this is supposed to...reduce the deficit? Why yes that makes perfect sense, let's just do some calculations here. Does anyone have a calculator I can borrow? Anyone in Congress have a calculator? No one in Congress does, what a surprise. Alright, I'll just ballpark it. Oh, you mean that basic arithmetic functions do not support this plan as a way of reducing the deficit? Crazy! Someone should alert people to this fact.
If you want to reduce the deficit then do it. If you want to cut taxes because that's what you believe is best for the economy then do it. But do not attempt to sell me something while you are defying basic arithmetic.
End political rant of the week. DC affects me I guess.
Stupid person of the day: my friend who took the U.S. Foreign Relations Law exam with me last night. Today she told me that she didn't know what the word "tenable" meant on the exam so she assumed it meant "impossible." She may be in for a surprise.
Monday, September 14, 2009
I am currently wet
I am brilliant. I just refilled the Brita, and then, without waiting for the water to filter, attempted to pour a glass of water for myself. All I wanted to do was quench my thirst, but I ended up spilling water all over the kitchen and myself. That's when I know to call it a day. I closed my Criminal Law book, utilized the paper towels, and retired to my room.
At least this Monday was better. Much better. Though still not fantastic. But relative to all recent Mondays it was good, so I'm cautiously optimistic. Even though the first thing I did today was irksome: calling an automated answering service. I had to talk to Bank of America about some crap they pulled on me. And I haven't had time during regular business hours recently, so I called this morning a little before 9. Yes, a little before 9 is when I wake up; most days it is 8:30 (except tomorrow when it's an hour earlier). That's wicked early for people still in college, and wicked late for people who have regular jobs. Clearly I am in grad school. Everyone hates "If you have a question regarding your account, please press 1. If you have a question regarding your credit card, please press 2. If you have a question about how to defraud the public and receive billions of dollars of taxpayer money, please hold for the CEO..." and so forth. But Bank of America is so much worse at least for 9 in the morning. Not only did I have to press numbers, I also had to speak to the automated voice in order to affirm that the number I just pressed was in fact the one I meant to press. The result of this system was that my first words of the morning/week (weeks start on Monday, let's not kid ourselves) were said to a computer that had a difficult time understanding that I said "yes" rather than "no." It's not like they sound at all similar. Whatever. I ended up convincing a testy-sounding Bank of America employee to give me my $35 back, so I began the day with a small victory. My bigger victory was plane tickets to Boston in October. I'm pumped. Now let's get on with it September. I don't think anyone likes September. If September were a kid in elementary school he would be the one who wore khakis and hated recess. Get a life. Come on October. October is the cool kid who played dice in the alley. Maybe not, since I don't think I've ever seen anyone play dice the in alley outside of the musical Guys and Dolls.
I've pretty much given up on paying attention in Contracts. The professor is quite nice, though a bit dull. He reminds me of a less famous, less amusing Ben Stein. But from now on from 11-11:55 three days a week I'll probably be on G-Chat. It's much more rewarding than listening to my professor drone on about cases we read a week and a half ago. No kidding. The reading is about a chapter ahead of the class discussion. Weak dude. It gets hard to remember so far back. I hope it doesn't get to an "Eli Whitney invented the cotton gin and that's all I remember about that" type of scenario.
The Geico commercials that have the money with the eyes and the techno song are hilarious. I love the one at the Chinese restaurant. So random. Also the guy who puts the pastry lid over it. Whatever advertising agency thought that up is genius.
And now: Kanye West. Apparently he had an incident with Taylor Swift at the VMA's. My reaction is who watches the VMA's anymore? I was sort of under the impression that music videos died out, especially on MTV. I thought the network just showed immature reality shows these days. Not like the good ol' middle school days of TRL with Carson Daily that I had to watch at a friend's house because I didn't have cable. Most music videos now are promulgated by Youtube, I'd expect. So who cares what happens at an MTV event? I'm glad this drew Joe Wilson comparisons by the way, because the award show of a has-been television channel is about on par with a presidential address to a joint session of Congress in the House Chamber on an issue concerning the immediate well-being of millions of Americans. Kanye West is only influential if you let him be, and everyone is letting him. He knows it, so it's just funny to watch. Although this is nowhere near as amusing as "George Bush doesn't care about black people" (the look on Mike Myers face was priceless). Taylor Swift had it coming; she didn't know what the midwest is. Also, the VMA's used to be crazy talk. Remember when Red Hot Chili Peppers played practically naked? Remember when the bassist from Rage Against the Machine climbed up on the statue because he was pissed that Limp Bizkit won the award for best rock video and security couldn't get him down? That stuff used to happen all the time. I'm just not shocked. I'm not saying what Kanye did was polite, but really it shouldn't be national news. Now I'm waiting for 15 references to this event on Kanye's next album. "Everyone hatin' on Kanye West/Just because I told Taylor she ain't the best..." He'll do it better, I promise. But that's why he's the professional rapper round here.
At least this Monday was better. Much better. Though still not fantastic. But relative to all recent Mondays it was good, so I'm cautiously optimistic. Even though the first thing I did today was irksome: calling an automated answering service. I had to talk to Bank of America about some crap they pulled on me. And I haven't had time during regular business hours recently, so I called this morning a little before 9. Yes, a little before 9 is when I wake up; most days it is 8:30 (except tomorrow when it's an hour earlier). That's wicked early for people still in college, and wicked late for people who have regular jobs. Clearly I am in grad school. Everyone hates "If you have a question regarding your account, please press 1. If you have a question regarding your credit card, please press 2. If you have a question about how to defraud the public and receive billions of dollars of taxpayer money, please hold for the CEO..." and so forth. But Bank of America is so much worse at least for 9 in the morning. Not only did I have to press numbers, I also had to speak to the automated voice in order to affirm that the number I just pressed was in fact the one I meant to press. The result of this system was that my first words of the morning/week (weeks start on Monday, let's not kid ourselves) were said to a computer that had a difficult time understanding that I said "yes" rather than "no." It's not like they sound at all similar. Whatever. I ended up convincing a testy-sounding Bank of America employee to give me my $35 back, so I began the day with a small victory. My bigger victory was plane tickets to Boston in October. I'm pumped. Now let's get on with it September. I don't think anyone likes September. If September were a kid in elementary school he would be the one who wore khakis and hated recess. Get a life. Come on October. October is the cool kid who played dice in the alley. Maybe not, since I don't think I've ever seen anyone play dice the in alley outside of the musical Guys and Dolls.
I've pretty much given up on paying attention in Contracts. The professor is quite nice, though a bit dull. He reminds me of a less famous, less amusing Ben Stein. But from now on from 11-11:55 three days a week I'll probably be on G-Chat. It's much more rewarding than listening to my professor drone on about cases we read a week and a half ago. No kidding. The reading is about a chapter ahead of the class discussion. Weak dude. It gets hard to remember so far back. I hope it doesn't get to an "Eli Whitney invented the cotton gin and that's all I remember about that" type of scenario.
The Geico commercials that have the money with the eyes and the techno song are hilarious. I love the one at the Chinese restaurant. So random. Also the guy who puts the pastry lid over it. Whatever advertising agency thought that up is genius.
And now: Kanye West. Apparently he had an incident with Taylor Swift at the VMA's. My reaction is who watches the VMA's anymore? I was sort of under the impression that music videos died out, especially on MTV. I thought the network just showed immature reality shows these days. Not like the good ol' middle school days of TRL with Carson Daily that I had to watch at a friend's house because I didn't have cable. Most music videos now are promulgated by Youtube, I'd expect. So who cares what happens at an MTV event? I'm glad this drew Joe Wilson comparisons by the way, because the award show of a has-been television channel is about on par with a presidential address to a joint session of Congress in the House Chamber on an issue concerning the immediate well-being of millions of Americans. Kanye West is only influential if you let him be, and everyone is letting him. He knows it, so it's just funny to watch. Although this is nowhere near as amusing as "George Bush doesn't care about black people" (the look on Mike Myers face was priceless). Taylor Swift had it coming; she didn't know what the midwest is. Also, the VMA's used to be crazy talk. Remember when Red Hot Chili Peppers played practically naked? Remember when the bassist from Rage Against the Machine climbed up on the statue because he was pissed that Limp Bizkit won the award for best rock video and security couldn't get him down? That stuff used to happen all the time. I'm just not shocked. I'm not saying what Kanye did was polite, but really it shouldn't be national news. Now I'm waiting for 15 references to this event on Kanye's next album. "Everyone hatin' on Kanye West/Just because I told Taylor she ain't the best..." He'll do it better, I promise. But that's why he's the professional rapper round here.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Cold Called
Last night I went to my first bar review. It is absolutely not a big study group for the bar exam, as I was (not) led to believe. Rather, every Thursday night the law school assembles at a bar (which rotates), there are drink specials, and we get to watch our classmates get progressively more drunk and prone to dancing. My recommendation is to resist the urge to dance at all costs. One day we will all be lawyers (hopefully). You do not want to walk into court only to realize that one night you made an ass out of yourself dancing to Apache by the Sugar Hill Gang in front of the opposing attorney. Of course if you are either a spectacular dancer or possess an incredible lack of foresight, go ahead and dance. I recommend dressing scantily as well. I did not use bar review as a dance party; I took the opportunity to meet and hang out with people in a non-school setting. It was nice and refreshing, though I had to bar all law school talk from at least two conversations I had last night. It does get hard to talk about other things when all we know we have in common is school. But there are other things to talk about. Like ice cream and Kanye West, as one girl pointed out. (Of course these garnered these responses from the other guy we were talking to: "I don't really like ice cream; I don't really like sweet things," and, "I don't really listen to him." Well, those were rousing conversations, let me tell you.)
The other first that happened to me is that I got cold called in class. I blame Kanye West for this, actually. Being cold called is why you do your homework, so that you don't look like a complete fool. Positive: I had done my homework. Negative: I had done it about four days previously and didn't quite remember every aspect of it. It balanced out and I did alright. I knew what I was talking about, but there was definitely some floundering going on. It certainly got my heart racing and my brain saying "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap." This professor (Criminal Law) likes to choose people to cold call based on their relation to the case we are reading. So if the case is from New York, he'll call on someone from New York. Sometimes this connection gets less obvious. For example we are talking about actus reus, the necessary concept of a bad act in criminal law. The professor puts up a picture of the poster from "Minority Report" because it is basically a movie about how the justice system would look if actus reus was not a requirement to commit a crime. And Minority report starred Tom Cruise, who also starred in the movie A Few Good Men. And the first scene of that movie shows the U.S. Marine Corps Marching Band. Except that in the movie that is actually the Texas A&M Drill Team. And we have a student who is a graduate of Texas A&M... And that's how he chose who to cold call yesterday. Today we have a case from Illinois. "We have lots of Illinois connections today," says the professor. "Phew," I think, "I don't have any Illinois connections." And of course I get called on. I just look stupidly at the professor for three seconds trying to figure out my Illinois connection. The professor understands my confusion and says to the class "He's like, what's my Illinois connection? Well he put down" (on an index card on the first day of class because we were asked to) "Kanye West as one of his favorite artists. And Kanye West is from Chicago." First, I wrote Kanye because I couldn't think of a third favorite artist, so I just went with it. Second, Really? That's the strongest Illinois connection we've got. I like someone from Illinois? I'm sure we have people who are actually from Chicago, or who went to school in Illinois. But I like a famous artist from Chicago, so bam, I'm on the spot. Like I said, I blame Kanye for this. I'm going to use my law school expertise to figure out a way to sue him for this.
The other first that happened to me is that I got cold called in class. I blame Kanye West for this, actually. Being cold called is why you do your homework, so that you don't look like a complete fool. Positive: I had done my homework. Negative: I had done it about four days previously and didn't quite remember every aspect of it. It balanced out and I did alright. I knew what I was talking about, but there was definitely some floundering going on. It certainly got my heart racing and my brain saying "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap." This professor (Criminal Law) likes to choose people to cold call based on their relation to the case we are reading. So if the case is from New York, he'll call on someone from New York. Sometimes this connection gets less obvious. For example we are talking about actus reus, the necessary concept of a bad act in criminal law. The professor puts up a picture of the poster from "Minority Report" because it is basically a movie about how the justice system would look if actus reus was not a requirement to commit a crime. And Minority report starred Tom Cruise, who also starred in the movie A Few Good Men. And the first scene of that movie shows the U.S. Marine Corps Marching Band. Except that in the movie that is actually the Texas A&M Drill Team. And we have a student who is a graduate of Texas A&M... And that's how he chose who to cold call yesterday. Today we have a case from Illinois. "We have lots of Illinois connections today," says the professor. "Phew," I think, "I don't have any Illinois connections." And of course I get called on. I just look stupidly at the professor for three seconds trying to figure out my Illinois connection. The professor understands my confusion and says to the class "He's like, what's my Illinois connection? Well he put down" (on an index card on the first day of class because we were asked to) "Kanye West as one of his favorite artists. And Kanye West is from Chicago." First, I wrote Kanye because I couldn't think of a third favorite artist, so I just went with it. Second, Really? That's the strongest Illinois connection we've got. I like someone from Illinois? I'm sure we have people who are actually from Chicago, or who went to school in Illinois. But I like a famous artist from Chicago, so bam, I'm on the spot. Like I said, I blame Kanye for this. I'm going to use my law school expertise to figure out a way to sue him for this.
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