Dusting this thing off...

I haven't posted anything here in years and years. I'm thinking about restarting this, although I don't know if I'll have any followers anytime soon. I suppose my first substantive post on this should really be a quick 3 year review or something.

This space for rent...

I haven't felt much like blogging (if you haven't already noticed). While I'm not officially ending this blog, I don't see myself updating it any time in the near future. It's been fun while it's lasted, but my creative energy is going elsewhere now. It may be back, it may not be.

Jay

Where I'm at today.

Every year around this time, I get all depressed with the start of school. It's part of the "re-tox" or getting used my schedule again. It won't last and I know that. Still, I can't begin to express how much I want to graduate.

That is all.

Schadenfreude

As part of my law school experience, my first two years were spent largely with the same group of people, all taking the same class. That's how it is commonly down with law school - they put everyone together into a cohort, though for full-time students this cohort only lasts the first year. In my cohort, I had an older gentleman who is a doctor (not the only one I've been in class with). He is generally very well prepared, well-spoken and contributed to the overall quality of class discussion. He is also an obnoxious blow hard.

This semester he is part of my evidence class (which I'm enjoying, great prof). One of our topics is relevance of past evidence. We were working on a hypothetical situation. I raised my hand and argued that the evidence had little relevance to the defense's argument, and explained my logic. So Dr. Blow-hard speaks next and he starts by saying I had gotten it "all wrong" and preceded to cut down what I said. Dude fuck you!

But the reason he disagreed with me was because he had gotten all his facts wrong. After he got done, I raised my hand and asked the prof to clarify the "facts" for the hypothetical as he and I differed. She said that, yes, my facts were right. I was satisfied at that was going to let the matter drop (I knew the point I made was a good one based on the fact pattern). She then re-iterated the point I made was "insightful" and an excellent point based on the correct facts.

It probably doesn't seem like a big deal to anyone else. And really it was just a small blip as part of the discussion. By next week no one (including myself) will probably even remember. But after two years of this guy I really enjoyed have a small moment tell him, however indirectly, that HE was wrong. Small and petty of me? Probably. But I'm still rather pleased. :-)

EDIT: I scooped him again last night. Either the good doctor is losing his touch or I've gotten alittle sharper.

So Marie Osmond is back from the dead huh?

I watched Celebraty Duets last night. I'm so in love with that show. First it has the ADORABLE Hal Sparks, but it also has XenaLucy Lawless (who rocks my world)*.

It's the judges that really make the show. Marie Osmond likes to make tragically lame puns. If it wasn't funny, it would be painful. She looks like hell though.

Little Richard is so drugged up (or just out of his mind) he is not even coherent. Wooo!

And the Simon analog was the only let down. His bitchiness was prosaic as best.

Anyway, it was so cheesy it was really fun to watch!!



*I'm so hoping to hear the battle cry on one the shows.

I'm sure you think you're being progressive, but...

So Matt and I went to a small BBQ on Monday. It was a very nice time. Eveyone else at the party had children. Some one asked if Matt and I ever planned to have kids. I said yes, we had even gone so far as to contact an adoption agency to get a feel for all the things required (expenses, length of the wait, etc) although we are years away from even beginning the process.

Anyway, one of the guys I was talking with said: "Well, I think that is great. And you know, if I had the choice between a low income family with a mom and dad or a higher income gay couple, I'd give the kid to the gay couple."

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uh, RAGE! UNSPEAKABLE RAGE!

Dude that is really messed up!

1) Needing to stack the deck to make same-sex parents more/as desirable.
2) Assuming more money means better parenting.

He was trying to be a nice guy, I'm sure. It probably came out wrong. Fortunately, Matt made a joke that diffused the situation. Still, I was a little put off by this guy.

He blogs again

I have been blogging much lately. I’ve been fairly busy and when I haven’t been busy, I’ve just been hanging out and relaxing. In the past I just included a laundry list of the things that I’ve done. But I haven’t really felt like doing that and not much “blog worthy” has happened (things both interesting and that I’m willing to share online), hence the lack of updates.

I start school today! Woot?