Thursday, March 29, 2007

I Ate Raw Pork



A few days ago I lived one of my lifelong dreams.

I ate raw pork.

Never before have I had the guts to give that one a shot.

Here's what happened. Girl and I bought several kinds of pork from the deli so that I could make amazing sandwiches for lunch the next day. Girl gave me a slice of the prosciutto to eat while I played around on my computer. Then Girl decided to give me a slice of the pancetta. Pancetta is packed in an uncooked form. For that matter, so is prosciutto, but prosciutto is cured for 18 weeks. Pancetta is cured for 2 weeks and most people cook it.

Girl handed me a slice of Pancetta and I ate it without looking at it. I was too busy playing video games to look at what I was shoving into my mouth. Let me tell you this, raw pork was one of the most delicious things I have ever eaten.

As soon as I realized what happened, I was a little pissed off. I jumped on google, which informed that there a good number of Italians that prefer pancetta raw. OKAY, so I am not going to die.

I didn't eat anything else for a few hours.


I kept expecting to vomit like Linda Blair.


Anyways, I didn't. I lived. Yay.

The school has asked me to host a Judge visiting from another state. He is here to judge one of our competitions. Without going into detail, he's a pretty high up kinda guy. I can't really go into detail without giving out too much information, but needless to say, this is an amazing opportunity to score a clerkship or network hardcore. I'm hyped.

I have to be at school at 8:30AM in a suit on Saturday for my Judge hosting duties. That is the only part that sucks. Nobody gets up that early on a weekend.

aLs

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Lying: A Necessity?

I started thinking about whether or not lies are okay in a relationship. I have come to a simple conclusion.

Not only are they okay, they are absolutely necessary.

Examples of necessary lies:

1. No honey, you don't look fat.
2. No, your brother doesn't disgust me.
3. I'd rather spend quality time with you. I could never enjoy playing the latest video game on my new quad-core ultra death computer when I could be spending time with you..

I'll tell you what got me thinking about lies. A few months ago I went to the movies with a friend of mine. Girl does not like friend, because friend happens to be female and cute. The thing is, I have been having movie nights with friend since I began law school. We are just friends, that's it. It's true, every now and then, a totally platonic relationship can occur between a male and a female.

Girl did not want me to go to the movies with Friend. When I announced what movie I was going to go see with Friend, Girl got even more angry. Girl told me that she wanted to see that particular movie with me and that I needed to pick another one.

aLs is a defiant, stubborn, prick. I don't like being told what to do, not by anyone. I took Friend to see the movie, regardless of Girl's wishes. I felt that her demands were unfair and that I was not required to comply or compromise with something like that.

ALS Does Not Negotiate With Terrorists.

When I came home from that movie I felt a storm building in the vicinity of my apartment. Sure enough Girl showed up. Part of me felt bad for seeing the movie without her. Furthermore, the relationship barometer was dropping (this means argument is rolling in and will be a doozie). However, I figured out how to avert the entire fight.

"The movie was so so babe. I mean, I wouldn't buy it. It was alright, but not something I'd really recommend."

Total Lie. The movie was freaking brilliant.

So we're watching TV today and an advertisement comes on:

"YOU MUST OWN MOVIE! MOVIE COMES OUT ON DVD TODAY! IT WILL BLOW YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE, GET YOUR DAUGHTER PREGNANT, AND SOLVE THE DEFICIT CRISIS!"

I say, "Babe, I lied you. That movie was awesome. I'm totally going to buy it."

Girl did not react well to that piece of news. Without going into details, she was upset that I had lied. I felt that the lie fell somewhere between "micron lie" and "midget lie." It's bigger than a micron, but not bad enough to bite me in the shins like a midget.

Girl felt that lying in a relationship is wrong no matter what. I felt that an unfair demand creates a lose lose situation for me. I can either give into an unfair demand or I can cover the whole thing with a small lie. While lying might not have been totally right, can you really say it was totally wrong?

Disclaimer: I should say that I almost never talk about Girl on here for a reason. I feel that it is generally wrong to talk about her because she doesn't know about this blog. She has lots of great qualities, but the great qualities don't make for interesting posts. So please be aware that she is usually lots of fun to be around and a rather normal person in all important respects. Furthermore, I tend to post when I'm annoyed.

So was I right or wrong?

I've decided to classify a few lies, so you can see where I believe mine falls.



The micron lie is distinguished by how unimportant the lie actually turns out to be. It is meaningless. Often created on the spot for no apparent reason, the consequences of getting caught in a lie like this should be limited to embarrassment.



The midget lie is slightly larger than the micron lie. A good example would be, "I can't do anything tonight, I'm just wayyyy too busy." (This is said while watching poker on ESPN). What the Midget lie isn't: "I've been to China before." (This lie was told to get a girl's phone number. It worked.)



The BigRig Lie is starting to get up into the major leagues. This is the kind of lie that will have severe consequences if you are caught making it to a significant other. In my case, I never got caught in my China lie. In fact, this is the most common lie I tell to women. I don't know why I am drawn to telling women I have visited China, but I am. I can't help it. Douggernaut has tried to understand this phenomenon, but it only caused him brain pain.



The "Jolly Green Giant Lie." Also known as the "Jolly Green-Giant F*cking Lie Holy Sh*t you've got balls to tell that one!" There isn't much to say about this kind of lie. If you get caught you are going to wind up in divorce court. Hell, you might end up in criminal court. This is the kind of doozie that people talk about for years to come. A good example of this lie in action comes to us from Lt. Lois Einhorn/Ray Finkle from Ace Ventura. "SHE'S A MAN!" Remember, a Jolly Green Giant Lie leads to lots of crying, mouth wash, and burning of old clothing.

What it is not: I, aLs, was the second gunner on the grassy knoll.



The Destroyer of Worlds Lie is so utterly massive that you will probably never come across one in your entire life. We're talking world conspiracy, JFK Assassination, Never landed on the Moon, Gravity was invented by the CIA, type of lie. If you come across one of these, people in black suits will be coming for you soon. You must immediately acquire a hat made out of tinfoil and move to Nebraska. That is your only hope.

Consequences for Destroyer of Worlds Lie: There are none. Nobody is ever caught in one of these. These lies are so utterly massive that they encompass reality. Only a cyborg vampire that has completely removed himself from the Tao can see these lies for what they are. The Destroyer Lie is over the law, above the law, beyond the law.

I should do something productive now.

aLs

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Trademark Moroni?



According to the Mormons, the angel Moroni is an important figure. He gave the magical book to Joseph Smith or brought him some golf clubs or something. Anyways, the Mormons are hopping mad that a local coffee shop in Utah is selling t-shirts with Moroni drinking coffee. The Mormon church has claimed that Moroni is a trademarked image and can't be displayed on a t-shirt like that.

SAY WHAT?!

I don't know anything about trademarks and patents, but I can't imagine that they are so strong as to be allowed to interfere with people's free speech. How could a church claim to copyright a religious figure? What happens if someone copyrights Jesus or Tom Cruise? If this coffee shop wants to make fun of Moroni, I'm almost sure they have that right. The Mormons are just going to have to sit back and grit their teeth when they get made fun of, just like everyone else.

aLs

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Anxiety Attack



Sometimes I get hit with a strong bout of anxiety. It slowly builds, like a storm on the horizon. I can feel my mood slowly dropping and a cramping fear build up in my chest. During finals I have to work with this feeling. I had an anxiety attack today and had lay down for a few hours. That's what it does to me, I have to sleep.

The next two months will be hellish. I feel like the first half of a semester in law school is like when the roller coaster is climbing that high point right in the beginning. It's slow and boring. However, things are going to get crazy soon. The anxiety will begin building and it won't be leaving me until summer starts...even then, it probably won't go away entirely. As much as I am going to enjoy this summer, I am going to be scared shitless. I'll be in a courtroom for the first time as an advocate. I am so freaked out about that. I feel like a fraud that has somehow made it this far.

Summer just makes it all worse. Seeing City X and having a few days to just relax reminded me of what my life used to be like before school. I was a lot less stressed back then. Right now I'm spending all my time indoors studying and working on school crap, but all I want to do is go hiking. The weather is absolutely gorgeous right now.

Now for some links.

What do you do when there is a ratio of 1 woman for every 100 men in a town? Well...spray it with pheromones!

Want to see something crazy with your eyes? This test shocked me. You literally see something disappear into a blind spot you probably didn't know you have.

Three dimensional street art?


Here are some instructions on how to build an effective pencil gun out of random office supplies. Useful information for the inner child.

aLs

Saturday, March 17, 2007

City X Recap



That's a picture from my vacation.

Seriously, I wanted to show vacation slides on this here blog, but I am afraid that all pictures would pretty much give away my super secret Clark-Kent-Like identity. Basically, showing a picture would be like taking off my glasses and saying "For Gorsh Sakes Lois, how can a famous reporter be so freaking blind?" I won't have that. That is chaos. ANARCHY!

City X was lots of fun. Here's a list of things that make City X superior to Current City (CC).

1. Bike Lanes Everywhere
2. The restaurants not only look slick, but the food was excellent.
3. Outdoor eating everywhere.
4. Quiet
5. Free Parking
6. Better Weather
7. Trendy downtown apartments. I could get one of 'em and act all snooty. I've never had a trendy downtown apartment, but I have been snooty before.
8. Cookies taste better in City X.
9. Due to the improved layout of City X, I think that my chances of surviving the impending zombie attack are increased by at least 7%. Maybe a whole 9%.

Girl came along and we took her car. We would have taken mine, but I still haven't gotten around to making it legal or able to handle anything more than a ten mile trip. My car would explode if I tried to drive such a huge distance. We didn't fly because I wanted a vehicle to explore the city with and I'm a sucker for road trips.

NIN is putting out a new album. Look for it on April 17th. I'm listening to Ruiner on the Downward Spiral.

Speaking of City X. My employer emailed me today to let me know who my supervising attorney is going to be. While I was in City X I tried to sneak into my future law office. I climbed into the elevator, ready to fly under the radar in the hallways of Firm X. The elevator doors opened and I stepped out in full stealth mode. A cold war psychic could not have detected me.

Unless....

Unless the elevator opened up right into the middle of Firm X. I stepped into the office and realized that I could not engage in people watching. The receptionist looked up at me, ready to ask who I was and why I was there, but I cut her off.

"Oops! Wrong floor!" I jumped back into the elevator and pressed the escape key. The elevator whisked me away before CIA could identify me.

True Story: City X is in a different time zone. I spent the entire time in City X wondering why so many clocks were set incorrectly. It didn't occur to me that maybe my clock was wrong. It wasn't until after I left that I realized it's in a different time zone (actually, I didn't realize it, I was told).

I need sleep.

aLs

Monday, March 12, 2007

Sleep Break



I'm so lazy that I take breaks from sleep.

This quote makes the whole story worth reading:

“Under the First Amendment, what it boils down to here is whether or not he’s a vampire who wants to impale the president,” Richards said. “I guess the question is, if he’s a vampire, why is he the one staking people? Shouldn’t he want to bite the president and feed on him? [This], I suppose, is perhaps further evidence that this is not a true threat.”


Here's the story. It's about one of the Presidential candidates and his campaign promise to impale the President if he is elected. Very interesting.

aLs

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Journey



Tomorrow I begin a journey.

I am traveling to a place that may hold my future. Let's refer to this city as "City X." I will be working as a prosecutor this summer in City X. I'm just going to be going after misdemeanors though, nothing huge. The job is paid, which is really nice. This will be the first summer in a long time where I don't have to sit around wondering how I am going to make my next rent payment.

I might post pictures of City X while I am there. HOWEVER, if you happen to recognize the location through the pictures, please do not blurt it out. If someone exposes the location of City X, I'll be forced to drop all the pictures and kill the offending post.

Girl has been gracious enough to provide her vehicle for this trip. My car probably wouldn't make it. Forget the fact that it is totally illegal.

I was supposed to pack and clean my house today. I haven't packed and my room is still a total mess. I was also supposed to do laundry. Instead, I watched the first episode of "Prison Break" and ate licorice bites. I also took a walk.

Here's to procrastination.

aLs

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Exhaustion Sets In



It's over.

I pulled two back to back all nighters.

I drank almost 30 diet cokes, 3 pots of coffee. If I was more daring, perhaps I would have experimented with Rock Stars or some other drug.

A lot of Doritos and licorice was consumed.

Girl was incredibly helpful. She did a load of my laundry for me, brought me some food.

I still feel like a zombie. I turned the paper in seven hours ago and then I collapsed into my bed. It looked pretty nice when it was all said and done.

Anyways, I am having trouble sitting here. I still feel like entering into a 2 year hibernation. Thanks for tuning in.

aLs

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

ALL. MOST. THHH. AIR.



I gave up on pulling an all nighter. Instead, I stayed up until around 5AM and then hit the sack. I got back up at 9:30 and immediately went to work on the paper. I have made substantial progress on it.

In a half hour I have to go to my labor law class. As soon as that's over, I am going to fly back home and finish my paper. I have until 10PM to pretty much be done. That's when my partner, Eggs, is coming over to put everything together and end this nightmare.

I had a dream last night that I went on vacation, but spent the entire vacation working on a legal writing paper. I hope that's not some sort of portent of things to come. I want a job that asks little, pays much, and has no real accountability.

Maybe I could be in-house counsel for a pillow company or something.

aLs

Update

I'm so tired now. I'm stumbling through the last of this legal writing assignment as best I can.

Caffeine is keeping me together, but for how much longer, I cannot say.

I can't even describe how deeply I loathe this assignment.

aLs

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

A Familiar Pickle



I'm in a very familiar situation. A pickle, if you will.

Every semester of law school I have had to deal with the migraine headache that is legal writing. Most law schools only insist on one year of this painful class. My school insists on twice the pain. This is the last semester that I will ever have to put up with this stupid class.

What's my familiar situation? I am scrambling to finish my final paper. Most of the research is done, but a majority of the paper still needs to be written. I will be marathon writing over the next 24 hours to finish it. I'd skip all my classes if I could, but I've already missed too many.

Gar! Blast me!

I hate this. I don't know why I always do this to myself.

Legal writing has stolen all my confidence in my writing. Whenever I turn in a paper, all I get is criticism. I'm never told what I did right. I'm just told about the thousand things that I did wrong or could have done better. I am often left wondering if I have any ability at all.

And yet, when I had a real job, the attorneys liked my work. I have to hold onto that piece of knowledge. I just have to hold onto it and repeat it to myself. If I don't, I start to wonder whether or not I'll make a decent attorney. Writing is the air that lawyers breathe.

I don't suck.
I don't suck.
I don't suck.
I suck.

Ack, not even that works!

Wish me luck in my marathon!

aLs

Monday, March 05, 2007

Looking Ahead



Spring break is a welcome change from the day to day drudge of law school. However, it is also a signal that the second part of the semester is beginning. The small amount of free time that I have will soon be swallowed up by anxiety and finals preparation.

I'm looking forward to Spring Break, but that uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomache is about to come back. I feel like the anxiety over finals never really goes away for me. I'm always thinking about them in the back of my mind.

Poker Etiquette Lesson of the Day:

If you say you're going to show up and play at a friend's house, do not cancel at the last minute. This makes you a flaming asshole. Flaming assholes don't get invited to future games.

I'm not happy. Sometimes I hate law school.

aLs