It's almost April and the countdown to my three exams (Federalism, Evidence and IP), which would explain the prevalence of these short, McSweeney's-esque lists in recent blog posts. I promise I'll write something more substantive, or at least more law-related, soon. Until then:
Things overheard during a viewing of King Kong on DVD made by a certain someone:
Here's a short list of some of the words that came to mind while watching last night's episode of 24, certainly the most expensive episode yet, and involving Jack torturing not one but two people (including his girlfriend) and outrunning a series of fiery explosions at a natural gas plant:
Essay break.
Here is a short list of some of the five-dollar words employed in my essay on the undue jurisprudential contextualization of a reasonable expectation of privacy (my Charter paper):
A while back I compiled a short list of three awesome things I heard on TV. I haven't had much time to watch the ol' telly lately, what with studying the law and all - but I did manage to catch one recent gem.
Anyone who's ever seen Squire Barnes on Canadian news channels knows the guy is hilarious. But speaking on B.C.'s minor hockey rivalry, he revealed how he's also a poetic master of the simile: "Like a 21 year-old single male sitting alone at a bar, the Vancouver Giants have been subject to Cougar attacks all season long."
A quick update on the law front: I'm now done with Ethics (not in general, that doesn't happen till after third year - zing!) after finishing my paper and the classes. While I'd normally be happy that I have three more free hours during the week, I know they'll have to be spent working on the other subjects. Except when I watch King Kong next week. Or Apprentice, OC, and Grey's Anatomy. Or Conviction, Survivor and Amazing Race...
Man I need more time.
Simply awesome*: put this up there with the online Pepys Diary, turns out there is a blog maintained by Geoffrey Chaucer. He takes questions and doesn't shy from discussing modern stuff, like the latest gaming console, "thatte XBOX CCCLX". [Via folks at BoingBoing].
*Readers will note that I was previously an English Lit major and awesome is a relative term.
Three positives from being at last night's hockey game, where Vancouver got horsewhipped by Detroit 7 to 3 (This is what happens when you are not the Calgary Flames):
1. Not having been to a game in years, I continued my boyhood tradition of buying a puck after the game. I was also not dismayed like the last instance of this tradition, where the saleswoman absolutely refused to sell me a visiting San Jose puck because they won that night, leaving me with duplicate Flames pucks.
2. The crowd was treated to a new penalty. After Vancouver went to the box about 10 times in the first period with no Detroit calls, Matt Cooke got called in the third period for "abuse of the official" - and he got an uproarious standing ovation.
3. I ran into the Pillsbuy Dough Boy mascot. I poked him in the stomach. One of us giggled.
Here is a picture from the practice which was obviously pointless.
Public intoxication, reckless endangerment and battery are but a few of the crimes you study at law school. But for one afternoon every year, they make for a hell of a good time. The annual law school trike race happened yesterday and went off in fine form. By fine, I mean people got soaked really, really bad.
I didn't compete like last year, but that's not to say I was safe from the hefty doses of splashback you get from standing on the sidelines.
My favorite part of all of it is the inevitability of the massive waterfight. When you have that many water balloons, and not enough time to evenly dispense with them, it's only a matter of time before the rationing stops and the irrationality begins.
Anyway, it made me want to see the movie more, and got me primed for another summer season of movies. Then I saw the trailer for this, Drawing Restraint 9, which sort of shook my faith in the whole notion of "movies as entertainment." Surely this must be the artsiest/bizarre film ever made. And I've seen Return to Oz.
Hop, skip and hyperlink over to the Tyee where you can read my latest article on the sex-ification of crime dramas and divining wisdom from Dennis Franz's NYPD butt.
But don't let that mental image stop you - though it almost did me. Trying to do research on when that particular episode aired was tough enough. Googling "Dennis Franz nude" is like entering a mine field. Tread lightly my dear readers.
If the names Meredith, George, Burke and Yang mean anything to you, then you'll know why this is so funny.
This show has long since stolen the crown from The O.C. for being the best source of witty cynicism, but somehow this moment from last night's episode was just pure hilarity.
Anyway, since that was random, here's something else. Watch this video of Sims creator Will Wright play God with his new game, Spore. Sure, it's a half an hour long, but that's really just a fraction of the time you'll spend playing this game in the long run.
