Morning post! What a rarity. It's because I actually went to sleep at a reasonable time last night and woke up before I had a class to sprint to this morning. My reading for today is actually done; some of my reading for tomorrow is even done. I have ample time to browse the news and sip a cup of coffee. What's going on here? Oh, LRW is basically over - that godforsaken class. Exquisite.
LRW ended for all intensive purposes on Saturday morning around 10:45 when I walked out of my oral argument, looking very sharp in my suit if I do say so myself. Being a very classy gentleman, I congratulated opposing counsel on a good argument (which it truly was), straightened my tie, and did the black power fist in the air to show solidarity with my brothers and sisters who lined the halls of DC Superior Court, waiting for their oral arguments to commence. I think my own oral argument was pretty good, but who really knows? And who cares? Not me, it's over!
In celebration I met up with Rebecca and Vanessa, who was in town, and we ended up walking from the Smithsonian metro stop all the way to Arlington National Cemetery. That's a long walk. But it was fantastic - the day was glorious and did I mention that LRW was over. On the way we stopped by the Washington monument, WWII memorial, and Lincoln memorial. Arlington, which I had never been to, was pretty incredible. It is absolutely huge. I went and saw the Kennedys - John, Bobby, and Teddy. Sad face. Needless to say I love the Kennedys (I have a picture of those three on my wall) and I find them a fascinating family, so I was happy to get to pay my respects. And I was respectful. Unlike the people who were shouting into their phones or posing for pictures despite the signs asking for quiet and respect. Come on people. The worst was someone who had to explain to his friend who Teddy Kennedy was as they were stepping up to see the grave. "President Kennedy's brother. He died, like, recently." "Who? When?" There are ten million nasty things I can say about that, but what it really left me with is the idea that many people in this country do not have enough of a sense of history or a respect for the past. And here's one mean comment: Read a freaking book people - one that isn't Harry Potter!
I don't know what this says about me, but this was my ending thought, which I said to Vanessa, upon leaving Arlington: Wow, this place would make a crazy good zombie army. If I were a necromancer, I'd totally come here.
Probably too much Diablo 2 in my past. But there I was always a barbarian...
Sunday, the first full day without LRW, was largely consumed by a Passover themed scavenger hunt around Dupont Circle. The 10 clues, each of which led us to a new location, were of course plague-themed. Wow. Despite how this may sound and how bad you are judging right now, it was actually a lot of fun. My team did not win. But we also did not lose. Most importantly we didn't make ourselves look like a bunch of hyper-competitive JAPs (I'm looking at you team of girls who screamed at your teammates to run everywhere, made rude comments to my team, and wore incredibly tight and unfortunately revealing spandex). Then beers, frozen yogurt, and college basketball. So really, who won here?
I mean it was no Scavenger Hunt (I didn't get banned from IHOP, fight off capture, or throw tea bags into Boston Harbor), but it was still fun.
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Thursday, August 27, 2009
And you wear a bow tie?!
Do you remember watching that clip of John Stewart go on CNN's Crossfire about a month before it got taken off the air? It's a great clip...I guess it's more like half an episode of Crossfire than a clip since it's pretty long, but it's still fantastic. I hope I'm not spoiling anything here, but at some point Tucker Carlson, the host from the conservative side, is harassing John Stewart a little too much, and John Stewart says "How old are you?" "Thirty-five," answers Tucker. John Stewart shoots back, "And you wear a bow tie?"
That pretty much is my torts professor. The first time he walked into class I could help but think of that reference. He looks like an overgrown five year old-he has a bowl cut and I doubt he's ever grown facial hair in his life. He was wearing a bow tie (a feat which he repeated today in class). And, of course, he leans towards the conservative side. Wow. It's a good thing he's an interesting and engaging lecturer, otherwise I really couldn't take him seriously. Also tort is a silly word. And for those of you wondering what a tort is, I am too. But Black's Law Dictionary defines it as "A civil wrong, other than breach of contract, for which a rememdy may be obtained, usu. in the form of damages; a breach of a duty that the law imposes on persons who stand in a particular relation to one another." That really helped clear it up, huh?
While sitting in my torts classroom I accidentaly formulated a new position on gun control. (Gun control has nothing to do with torts by the way.) I think that all guns must be painted neon pink. This would make it easier to see when someone had a gun; it would make guns more difficult to conceal or to be carried discretely. I like to think that it would also cut down on gang violence. I don't think that a lot of gangs would think it was awesome to carry around neon pink gats with which to 'pop a cap.' They would probably have to resort back to another weapon, like knives or bows and arrows, which are far less lethal. Maybe we could resort to some good old fashioned quarter staff fighting.
Poor Ted Kennedy. He died, by the way. I think the only way you could have not known that by now is if you, yourself, are also dead. I love the Kennedy family. Killing that girl and all, I am proud to have voted for Teddy. He was an institution and he was a liberal lion. Hopefully he was not the last of his kind. But I can't think of anyone capable of filling even half his shoes at the moment. I wonder who Deval Patrick will appoint. I hope it's you. And that you have Massachusetts residency and meet the age requirement for US Senators (which is 30 if you were wondering). It's a cushy job from what I hear. At least 6 years of job security, a staff, no real obligation to show up for anything, and great health care. I hear they don't even care about preexisting conditions when lining up that health insurance. Sounds like a good gig, right? I think there are millions of Americans who could do a lot worse, if only for the health benefits. And the staff. You gotta have a staff. I'd try to recruit Anderson Cooper to be my press secretary. That man is fun to watch. He has honest eyes.
Limp Bizkit covered "Behind Blue Eyes" by the Who, right? And the cover was awful right? I think these are both facts, but I'm just checking.
Oh, and the Johnny Cash song "Hurt" which everyone loved so much...that's a Nine Inch Nails cover. If you already knew that I apologize, but you would be shocked by the amount of people who are ignorant to that fact. Yup, Hurt is track 14 on The Downward Spiral album.
That pretty much is my torts professor. The first time he walked into class I could help but think of that reference. He looks like an overgrown five year old-he has a bowl cut and I doubt he's ever grown facial hair in his life. He was wearing a bow tie (a feat which he repeated today in class). And, of course, he leans towards the conservative side. Wow. It's a good thing he's an interesting and engaging lecturer, otherwise I really couldn't take him seriously. Also tort is a silly word. And for those of you wondering what a tort is, I am too. But Black's Law Dictionary defines it as "A civil wrong, other than breach of contract, for which a rememdy may be obtained, usu. in the form of damages; a breach of a duty that the law imposes on persons who stand in a particular relation to one another." That really helped clear it up, huh?
While sitting in my torts classroom I accidentaly formulated a new position on gun control. (Gun control has nothing to do with torts by the way.) I think that all guns must be painted neon pink. This would make it easier to see when someone had a gun; it would make guns more difficult to conceal or to be carried discretely. I like to think that it would also cut down on gang violence. I don't think that a lot of gangs would think it was awesome to carry around neon pink gats with which to 'pop a cap.' They would probably have to resort back to another weapon, like knives or bows and arrows, which are far less lethal. Maybe we could resort to some good old fashioned quarter staff fighting.
Poor Ted Kennedy. He died, by the way. I think the only way you could have not known that by now is if you, yourself, are also dead. I love the Kennedy family. Killing that girl and all, I am proud to have voted for Teddy. He was an institution and he was a liberal lion. Hopefully he was not the last of his kind. But I can't think of anyone capable of filling even half his shoes at the moment. I wonder who Deval Patrick will appoint. I hope it's you. And that you have Massachusetts residency and meet the age requirement for US Senators (which is 30 if you were wondering). It's a cushy job from what I hear. At least 6 years of job security, a staff, no real obligation to show up for anything, and great health care. I hear they don't even care about preexisting conditions when lining up that health insurance. Sounds like a good gig, right? I think there are millions of Americans who could do a lot worse, if only for the health benefits. And the staff. You gotta have a staff. I'd try to recruit Anderson Cooper to be my press secretary. That man is fun to watch. He has honest eyes.
Limp Bizkit covered "Behind Blue Eyes" by the Who, right? And the cover was awful right? I think these are both facts, but I'm just checking.
Oh, and the Johnny Cash song "Hurt" which everyone loved so much...that's a Nine Inch Nails cover. If you already knew that I apologize, but you would be shocked by the amount of people who are ignorant to that fact. Yup, Hurt is track 14 on The Downward Spiral album.
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