Wednesday, January 30, 2008
I also found out yesterday that my Property professor is as much of a rockstar in property law as his son is in music. The Property rockstar is James Krier, and his son is Andrew W.K.
The professor who has been mentoring me through the book publishing process, Alfred L. Brophy, has a blog as well. Professor Brophy went to lunch with (literal) rockstar dad PropProf. Krier. Here's Prof. Brophy's write-up of their lunch.
Also amusing: Prop.Prof Krier's son, Andrew W.K., released an EP called Party Til You Puke.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
The second thing that amused me was when I misread a hypothetical in the chapter on character evidence. It actually says "Toby Wyatt: Adulterer or Rapist?"
I read it as: "Toby Wyatt: Adulterer or Baptist?"
The Pre-Emptive Strike Theory holds that when a student pre-emptively raises his or her hand to answer a question in a law school class, the professor is less likely to call on that student to answer a more difficult question.
When you speak in class voluntarily, you get to choose your question. Choose one you know the answer to. You also get to choose a moment when you're not engrossed in a Gchat discussion on Prof. X's obvious hairpiece, so your attention will not be divided. Finally, it creates the impression that you're on task at other times (when you're actually exploring the non-law school related corners of the internets).
Here's the lesson, kids. Raise your hand next time -- it's less painful.
Monday, January 28, 2008
It's where I've spent most of my life for the past few weeks, and where the rest of my semester will be lived.
Here's the same classroom from the professor's perspective:
I posted these pictures for a few reasons:
(1) I just got a new phone, and wanted to test out the camera function;
(2) I wanted to see how clearly the pictures taken with my phone would show up online;
(3) I wanted to see if the classroom seems as daunting in picture form as it does in person.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Super Tuesday refers to the day in early February when a huge number of states hold their primaries. This year, Super Tuesday is February 5th. It's a slightly bigger deal if you're a Democrat -- Dems have 52 percent of their delegates at stake on that day, while Republicans have only 41 %.
Alabama has 9 delegates: 7 representatives and 2 senators. Our primaries this year are on Feb. 5th, and they're open primaries. Open primaries mean that you don't have to register as a dem, republican or independent -- you can just vote in whichever primary you personally affiliate with.
This information was surprisingly difficult to get, but I finally found it at FairVote.org. Check out FairVote even if you're not voting in Alabama; they have pretty accurate information.
Friday, January 25, 2008
She also sent me a few that her naval officer brother Nick got while he was on deployment. I'm a little embarrassed to admit, however, that I had to look up a few of the places to see where they were. Rota, I know now, is in Spain, and Seychelles is in the Indian Ocean about 950 miles off the coast of Africa. Welp, now we know.
If you'd like to add to my postcard collection, email me and I'll send you my address. My primary email address is Senichols@gmail.com.
All that boring background leads me to something more exciting. I just wrote my first REAL letter threatening legal action. The "legal action" would be to file a formal complaint with the state insurance board. It's a very mild threat, but it gave me a rush nonetheless.
See, mama? I am totally learning useful things in law school.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
"The emotional distress of law students appears to significantly exceed that of medical students and at times approach that of psychiatric populations.” -- Finding of a new(ish) study, found via the WSJ Law Blog.Why is law school so stressful? Is law school even more stressful than medical school? I think it is, and the number of hours spent doesn't have much to do with it. If you tell a medical student that law school is more stressful than med school, they'll likely respond by telling you how many hours they just spent in a lab or studying for a test. But just because you spend hours and hours doing something doesn't necessarily mean that it's stressful. The only instance when time spent studying is truly stressful is when I'm not getting enough sleep. Lack of sleep takes an emotional and physical toll, but this doesn't explain the difference in stress levels between law and other graduate students.
It doesn't relate to the difficulty of the material, either. I'm not disputing that med school is hard -- it should be hard, and law school is hard too. Both take a ton of work to be admitted and to stay afloat.
I think it has something to do with the method of accountability in law school. Law classes are dialogues that turn into verbal battles sometimes. The system is adversarial by nature. As a student, you have to do all the assigned reading because you might be called on -- not only to answer specific questions, but to take and defend a position on an issue. Making an argument about the material takes more than a cursory knowledge of it. And usually, law professors are not kind enough to move on to another student if they call on someone who doesn't know the answer. The alternative to being prepared is being embarrassed in front of your class, and people will usually go to great lengths to avoid embarrassment.
Any and all bitterness I have, I blame on law school.
On the positive side, hurray for Westlaw.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
1) The obviousness of this headline made me laugh. Why would their opposition to one another end? They're candidates running against each other; this is not news.
2) "Feud" is a funny word.
3) The picture is of Bill Clinton, who is the least currently relevant person in this political threesome. Why not show a picture of the candidates Clinton or Obama? I think CNN chose this picture because they liked Bill's parental finger pointing. "Kids, be nice to each other. Because I told you to. Because I said so. Don't make me tell you again. GET OFF THE SHED!"
**Bonus points if you get the "shed" reference.
Oooh snap. I can feel the condescension dripping from those words. It's almost an admirable level of pretentiousness -- if only it had been logical. Also, what's with the implied dis to the Southland? That's like seeing a group of hot girls and hitting on the ugly one because you're feeling lazy. It's just too easy to be an accomplishment.
FYI . . .Ebonics does not equal ghetto vocabulary. While the conversations on "The Wire" are certainly ghetto, the conversations represent Baltimore street vernacular (I'm sure that you understand how the vernacular may change from region to region since you are from Troy, AL) Thus, it follows that what you heard on "The Wire" was not Ebonics.
That was a great shot, Anonymous. Better luck next time.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Either (1)my law school's administration cannot count, or (2)they are irrationally optimistic.
If they simply can't count, that's embarrassing but pardonable. Lawyers aren't supposed to count. Heck, I can't count. But, I CAN use a calculator. Surely there is someone in the law school's administration who knows how to use a calculator.
I suspect, however, that the second choice is a better explanation for the seat-shortage. Someone knows that our class has 182 people in it and keeps hoping that we'll fit in a 160-person room. Even accounting for absences, that's not reasonable. Come on now.
Since I'm feeling charitable today (and since it will benefit me), I'll volunteer my services. If someone in the law school administration wants to learn, I'll teach you how to use a calculator.
Law of BBQ: Bar-b-que is better from restaurants with bars on the windows.
Tee's had the best BBQ I've ever had, and the ghetto-fabulousity of the place made the experience even better. There were bars on the windows, a sign declaring "No Guns Allowed," and a bike with stolen tires tied to a meter out front. There was also a sign that I took a picture of saying "No O Dawgs Allowed." Being a curious little blonde girl with poor impulse control, I asked the cashier "What's an 'O Dawg?'"
If you don't already know, take a guess before you read on. Is an "O Dawg" some kind of weapon? Drug? A new breed of trouble-causing hoodlum?
An "O Dawg" is a big T-shirt with the arms cut off, so the arm holes make big "O" shapes. Now that you know what an O Dawg is, please, don't wear one. Nobody wants to see that.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
It turns out they kinda did. I linked to this CNN story, and they have a feature under their news stories (I just noticed this feature) that searches blogs that are already talking about CNN stories. If you click on "From the Blogs" underneath the news story, Thank You Ma'am comes up. For real! So in a circuitous and not really monumental way, CNN linked here.
No, I'm not your friend. You're not my friend, and you're not going to convince me that we're friends. Stop saying it.
And no, you can't kiss my baby.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Dad: Does she go to church?
Jay: I think so.
Dad: Is she a Baptist?
Jay: I don't know! She drives a Range Rover.
The one gunner (that I can think of) in our class is, thankfully, more amusing than annoying. I actually have a lot of affection for him, and I like it when he talks because he usually says something funny. He's earned the nickname "The Sniper" because he sits in the back/top of the room and always finds a way to reference guns in his class comments. The Sniper is from Texas, and if the topic doesn't allow him a chance to talk about guns, he falls back on a Texas comment. Here's my favorite standard comment from The Sniper:
"I don't know about where y'all are from, but everything's bigger in Texas, including our guns."
I saluted him on the grammar group's main page, and Messiah students got a little giggle out of it. I giggled too.
I even got that message when I tried to save a picture on Facebook. Anybody know what's going on?
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I guessed around 2,000, then we revised that figure to 2,500. We were off by a few hundred miles. What do you think the answer is?
The answer is 2,908.89 miles from New York City to San Francisco, which, according to MapQuest, you can drive in 42 hours and 37 minutes. I have my doubts about that second figure.
i[sic] think that ths[sic] group is STUPID and GAY!!![sic]because like really come on sometimes people don't gt enough schooling tobe able to have the right Grammar or whatever!! like would you JUDGE a little girl or anyone from like a foreign country, now would you... so why would you "JUUDGE" a "NORMAL" person i would think that you people make mystakes ometimes, i mean i'm sure you guys make somemystakes sometimes. and again i say... THIS GROUP IS RETATRED!!!
I gave up on the [sic]s after the third one. Thank you, Jessica Postma from Woodstock Collegiate Institute.
Amy: You didn't want to throw your weed away before you went through security?
Amy: You have $117,000,000 left on your contract. Do you know what a $117,000,000 means? It means you can afford to replace your weed if you have to throw it away at the airport.
Seth: Really. And you got caught at the Miami airport, really? You didn't think they'd check for drugs... at the airport... in Miami? Really?
Amy: Michael, do you not have an entourage? Because you should put together an entourage. And the first guy in that entourage should be called "Michael Vick's Official Weed Carrier."
Seth: Really. Also, you were flying back to Atlanta. Where you live. Do you not keep weed at your house? Because if you like weed, you should have some at your house. Really.
Seth & Amy together: Really?!
I think about this skit whenever I see something stupid in class, or, more often, when I read something stupid in the news. You think we shouldn't have private property? Really? Eddie Murphy says his wedding was symbolic? Really?
They should update the SNL skit to address Michael Vick's more recent legal problems. Michael, you have millions of dollars, and you felt the need to use it to finance dog fighting? Really? Did you think you'd make some money from dog fighting? Was this money really substantial enough to outweigh the embarrassing possibility of being caught for... dog fighting?
ADDED: There's an inadvertant SNL allusion in the news today. CNN's headline about on-the-run Marine Cpl. Cesar Laurean describes him as "like MacGyver." Or, perhaps... like MacGruber?
By the way, their acronym is SPOGG, which is way cooler than IJYWYUPG (I judge you when you use poor grammar).
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
I do, however, advocate the use of another noun as a verb: Jerry Falwell. More specifically, I just want you to use his last name. To “Falwell that ho” means to put a woman in her place, figuratively or literally. It has a broader meaning than “superman,” making it more useful in a variety of situations. Go ahead, use it in a sentence. It’ll make you look witty and cultured at cocktail parties.
To quote The People vs. Larry Flynt: “There is a public interest in making Jerry Falwell look ludicrous.”
Today, I had a similarly inappropriate impulse. My Constitutional Law professor had back surgery a few days ago. As a result, he walks with a cane. A PIMP cane, which would be made even more pimp-like if he would let me act on my impulse to bling it out. This cane is crying out for some diamonds and dollar signs (and rims! Think of the possibilities!), and I want to be the one to up the pimp-factor on my professor's cane.
If he turns down my offer to pimp his cane, I'm going to have to sit on my hands.
"Possession is eleven points in the law." -- Colley CibberThis reminded me of the best scene in This is Spinal Tap, with the "But this one goes to eleven" exchange. I wonder if the Spinal Tap quote was influenced by the property quote, or if it was just a coincidence. It was probably just a coincidence, but the similarity made me laugh.
Here's the final quote from the intro to the property book:
"Finders keepers, losers weepers." -- Old Scottish ProverbEloquent, isn't it?
Monday, January 14, 2008
She's a veteran in the blogging world, and my somewhat-unwitting mentor. Her blog was the first one I read and it's probably equal to Paco's blog in its influence on my writing. Prof. Althouse approaches politics and current events in a way that is utterly practical and interesting to me. She blogs about what catches her eye that day, and she (thankfully) doesn't comment on things that either don't interest her or about which she doesn't have anything significant to add. It's a rather un-narcissistic approach to blogging, which is kind of unusual and refreshing.
I hope my writing will resemble her precise and practical approach one day.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Now I'm watching Alabama basketball on TV while checking email and catching up on the blog. Alabama and Florida are tied, by the way.
Laundry and cleaning are next on the list of Sunday chores. I hope your lazy Sunday is going as well as mine is.
Friday, January 11, 2008
My list isn't very specific. It includes anything that will make a good story when I'm too old to do anything but tell stories. If I succeed, my great-grandchildren will think I just made up all my stories, when in fact they actually happened. I hope to hear "Ha-ha, you got them Grandma! They actually believed you!" Then I'll laugh at my "deception," knowing that these stories actually happened, even if my grandkids don't believe me.
Besides, I'm a horrible liar. I need true crazy stories to be interesting.
Anyway, one of those events happened over Christmas break when I drank moonshine for the first time. I didn't actually know that "Drink moonshine" was on my life list until we started talking about it that night, but after doing it, I'm definitely depositing a mental check on my list.
I was with Josh at his friends' place in the hills of NC. The moonshine was brown and had "blueberries" in it, although they looked more like "brownberries" to me. I took a drink. It burned like heck so I made a spectacularly girly "Eewwwwwww!" noise. One of Josh's friends informed me that eating a berry was the equivalent of taking a shot of whiskey, so I said "Ok!" and promptly swallowed one. Then I gave already-intoxicated Josh two berries. Hehe.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Out of 43 total people,
2 people received A's
4 people received A-'s
4 people received B+'s
33 people received B's or below.
"And then, that's their raw material for a whole new set of articles."
Ann Althouse on the political pundit machine.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Oh well. I'm content with my grades -- they weren't great, and weren't horrible. I did pretty much how I expected. Now that I have a better idea how to do this law school thang, I'm going to do the darn thang and do it better.
Here's his full quote: "I decided since teaching on one vicodin was so much fun yesterday, two would be even more fun. Today's a two-vicodin day!"
Student: Because fish are delicious.
Professor to Student 1: Why are you yawning?
Student 1: I'm not sorry for my yawn.
Professor: Well good for you! What did you do last night?
Student 1: Nothing, my dad just snores really loudly.
[Laughter from class.]
Student 2: Welcome to Alabama!
Monday, January 07, 2008
I do like the fact that he uses PowerPoint. He's the first professor I've had in law school who uses it, and I like it because it makes clear the things that he thinks are important. He displayed those points prominently on the PowerPoint slides, so he must consider those things important. It also works the other way around: PowerPoint makes the important things clear. The things that he considers to be important are clarified because we can read the words on a screen, so there's no misunderstanding his words. I suppose writing can be unclear just as speech can, but when speech is supported by written words, miscommunication is less likely.
Now we're talking about counting votes. This could get interesting. I'm gonna go stir the pot a little bit -- perhaps I'll bring up Bush v. Gore and say something outrageous.
My prediction: We're going to a have fun, if disorganized, semester in this class.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
As much as I've been digging the no-alarm mornings over Christmas break, I'm kinda ready to get back in the swing of things. Law school classes start again tomorrow.
I think the other 1Ls will agree that this semester is a lot less daunting than the first one. Knowing what to expect is half the battle, and we've got that part down. Now we just have to actually do it.
So, here we go. Round 2: BEGIN!