Forget SBA, I'm Running For THE Presidency

Unscripted and unprecedented, American Candidate is a reality series in which the viewing public will select a People's Candidate who will then have the chance to run for president of the United States. The series will be executive produced by Academy Award®-nominated and Emmy®-winning documentary filmmaker R.J. Cutler ("The War Room," "American High," "Freshman Diaries"), along with Jay Roach (director of "Austin Powers," "Meet the Parents") and Tom Lassally.

The show will debut in Summer 2004 with 12 contestants from all walks of life. Over the course of the series, those 12 will face off against each other and will be narrowed down through audience participation. The final episode will be a showdown among the remaining contestants, and one person will emerge victorious – the "American Candidate."

Apply here.

MY PLATFORM
As President of the United States of America, I promise to pressure Southwestern University School of Law to raise their mean GPA to a 3.5 and to include wireless internet thoughout the whole campus. That is all.

God bless America and Section B Day.

Not That There's Any Chance In Hell

But just in case an opportunity presents itself, I'll keep this, this, and this in mind. Basically, you really, really, really have to love what you'll be doing at a big firm because you get but only one thing other than big law firm work to do if you should be so lucky enough.

Look What I've Found

Another site like this one from a Southwestern Law student. Unfortunately, he has not updated since October of last year. From what I can tell, he's from section A and goes by the name of Craig.

This Makes Grand Theft Auto Look Tame In Comparison

Later this year, struggling publisher Midway will attempt to shock and awe with its remake of the 1990 arcade classic "N.A.R.C." Its timing, though, couldn't be worse – and could have long-term ramifications on the industry.

The basic premise of the game hasn't changed. You're still a cop and you're still looking to take out the dealers and suppliers. And, odds are you'll pick up the cash and drugs scattered about once again. The hook is: In the new "N.A.R.C.", your character can – and is, in fact, encouraged to – ingest those drugs.

Looking to slow time around you – a la "The Matrix" or "Max Payne"? Take a toke. Marijuana puts you into "weed time." Not sure who the bad guys are? Drop some LSD and enemies will appear to have giant devil heads. Moving too slow? A little speed will take care of that, letting you zip around and fight at an incredibly fast pace.

Quote This

"The movies should dub your perfect sounding farts." - Sean

Last Night

Tried to get into White Lotus but that didn't happen, which isn't too surprising considering the number of guys that were part of the group. After being rejected we walked down the block to Star Shoes. An interesting venue but not much to it. Really narrow is how I would describe the place. After maybe a half hour there we went back to White Lotus to get Brian's car.

Getting Brian's car was a saga in of itself. Apparently, asking the difference between regular parking and VIP parking and then selecting regular parking is a bad move. The comedic - and what we thought to be reasonable - thinking of Brian at the time he parked, was that it wasn't his job to run all the way to the farther "regular" parking lot. So regular parking it was. And so we waited and waited and Brian slipped a 20 and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited.

Once we got the car back we dropped off Arpineh and met with Armen, Annie, and Brannon at BJ's in Burbank. Perhaps the best part of the night for those of us who were there. The conversation was, as always, refreshingly funny. After BJ's, four of us, Brian, Armen, Sean, and I decided to go to Commerce to play cards rather than hitting up a strip club. Sean and Armen played hold 'em while Brian and I had another one of our girly conversations about relationships. Seriously, next time we're having a talk like that, I'm mentioning sex every third word to assure myself that I haven't lost my balls. Anyway, Sean lost, Armen won - most of it being Sean's money. We left just after 4 and I made it home just after 5.

Good thing I don't have moot court until tomorrow.

And that was last night.

Round 2 Of Moot Court

Is well underway at this moment. Good luck to all.

Ever Wonder What Would Happen If Chris Rock Were To Change His Cell Phone Number?

No? Well I didn't think so but click here anyway and find out.

Son Of A

From CNN:

Barring any dramatic change, you'll probably pay a whopping 30 percent more this summer than a year or two ago for everything -- from a café au lait in Paris or the entry to the Prado Museum in Madrid, to a hotel room in Dublin or a gelato in Florence. (Twelve countries are within the "euro zone.")

The situation is not much better in the United Kingdom, where the British pound still rules: One pound costs Americans about $1.85. And it's expected to rise to nearly $2 per pound by this summer.

Budget-conscious travelers should avoid the priciest, most touristy cities (such as London, Paris or Rome) and focus on off-the-beaten-path locales.

For example, consider Eastern or Central Europe, where they don't use the euro. The beaches in Croatia, where the currency is the kuna, are as beautiful as those across the Adriatic in Italy -- and they are cheaper and less crowded.

And a cold beer bought with Polish zlotys in Warsaw is going to cost you a lot less than one at a beer garden in Berlin, where you'll pay in pricey euros.

One question, are Croation chicks hot?

At Least I'm Entertaining

Stummy writes that this blog is proof that law students have too much time on their hands. I think she's wrong. It's not that I, or law students in general, have too much time on their hands. It's quite the opposite really. There's never enough time in the day and night to do everything a typical law student wants to do. Since understanding the law is so damn time consuming the hardest thing really is to find a balance between getting all of the school work done and enjoying a life outside of studying the law.

Anyway, all that this site is proof of is that I like to waste time that can be better spent.

I'm Normal!

At least in this way. Or at the very least I won't be alone as an insane law student cramming at the very last moment.

Hardest Thing In Law School

Forget understanding 4th Amendment protections, or doing moot court/appellate brief, or even understanding why Prof. Civ. Pro. II wears what he does. The hardest thing in law school is this.

Well If Match.Com Doesn't Work Out...

I can always resort to this.

My Personal Attraction Report

Some quick observations:

- 1% of all women find my personality type very attractive
That doesn't bode well for me does it?

- 9% (or 1 in 11 women) have the exact combination of similarities and contrasts in personality I find extremely appealing
Yeah, I'm picky.

- Women's habits and attitudes you'd have a hard time putting up with include:

Women who are moody or overly negative.
Women who need frequent reminders that you care about them and would be upset if they thought you found another woman physically attractive.

That's exactly right.

Now go forth everyone and find me my match.

Quote This

"Like it's in the phone book. Hmmmm... 'B' for blow or 'H' for head?" - Annie

The World's Greatest Law Review Article

From lawhaha's Strange Judicial Opinions

In a copyright battle between two British rap bands, an English court ruled that rap lyrics should for practical purposes be considered a “foreign language,” requiring expert testimony as to their interpretation.

British band Ant’ill Mob sued another band, Heartless Crew, alleging the defendant disparaged the band’s copyright for its 2001 hit song, “Burnin’,” by remixing the song using lyrics the plaintiff considered objectionable because they allegedly refer to drugs and violence. They include “shizzle my nizzle,” “mish mash man,” and “string dem up.”

However, Judge Kim Lewison said that even after playing the record at half speed and consulting the Urban Dictionary, he could not determine the meaning of the phrases without an expert witness.

The amusing predicament of three uppercrust, white, middle-aged judges trying to unravel urban slang was not lost on Judge Kim, who commented on the “faintly surreal experience of three gentlemen in horsehair wigs examining the meaning of such phrases.”

According to the Urban Dictionary (urbandictionary.com), “shizzle my nizzle” means:

a bastardization of “fo’ sheezy mah neezy,” a bastardization of “for sure mah n---,” a bastardization of “I concur with you wholeheartedly my African-American brother.

Personally, I Could Use All Of These Terms In About A Two Month Period

A random generator of like terms is found here.

Very Annoyed

Can't find my cell phone.

Macy And Two Other Bi's

Which begs the question, why wasn't I invited over?