January 26, 2009
I am connected to the Internet at almost all times. This is a sad statement, I know. Anyway, I visit a lot of websites during my daily information scavenging. There is one advertisement I see on nearly all websites. It is legion.
And it’s starting to drive me insane. No one wants to see muffin top, dunlop guts while peacefully eating an Egg McMuffin in the morning. Perhaps what is most startling is how pervasive this ad is – someone paid a lot of money for whatever it is they’re selling (presumably sexy abs or pink shorts, maybe both!). They paid no attention to demographics, the content of hosting websites, the placement. I’m sure the person in charge of advertising for this company was asked by their boss …
Boss: “I need you to put some advertisements out there, I’m on a mission. A mission to rid the world of paunchiness.”
Ad Slave: “Sure boss, where should I advertise? TV commercials? Newspapers?”
Boss: “No, no. That’s old school. Think big. Think…. the Internet!”
Ad Slave: “Ok, good idea. What kind of websites are you thinking about?”
Boss: “I already told you where I want to buy ad space. The Internet.”
Ad Slave: “Wait… you don’t mean… the entire Internet? You’re mad!”
Boss: “Exactly.”
And so it was.
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January 25, 2009
I’d like to begin this by issuing a warning to you. If you do not enjoy puns, awful law school humor or the like, you should just leave right now. When it comes to finals time, I’m easily distracted. And then I spit out idiotic poems.
O! Nestled in the bosom of the Eleventh Amendment I rest,
Sweet, sweet immunity – shield me
For judgment day looms in the morn’
Yea! Hear me Son of Mann Act!
I cannot, for I am no sovereign
And I act not under color of law
Lo! Spawned in 1984 was I
Yet 1983 is my sword of vengeance!
My rights floating within the penumbra
Seize and onload thine rights
The pasties await
As I walk through the Valley Forge College
I fear not the Wickard nor the Fillburn
For I walk forth, towards the City of New London
Free, knowing, without Quarles, nor Dred
And I Wade into the stream, launch my boat
And I Roe into the mists of process due
For my goal, I will know it when I see it
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January 10, 2009
What do the Intertubes think about law school?
Apparently lamentation is a universal emotion felt by almost all law students. If you read “blawgs,” these are many of the key topics bloggers write about ad infinitum.
Since most of the above things are true, you find joy in little things, like this:
Photoshop parodies are a bright spot in life.
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