Facebook has made some updates and that means of course that I must update my blog to address these recent developments. The fact that I have taken a vow to avoid discussing current events, politics, and anything useful and/or important...coupled with the fact that I feel compelled to discuss any facebook changes should make it apparent that facebook and law school are synonymous terms. If you're a potential employeer, I was just kidding...otherwise I think it was a universal truth.
So the first change is a contact search tool that allows you to import your address book and search for friends on facebook that you haven't found yet. Although it is a simple tool that has existed on chat programs forever, the idea that I don't really have to spend hours checking friends of friends to make them my friends is novel and user friendly...Does that count as a pun?
The second facebook change is their aptly named new "tool" bar for firefox (it's a browser program that's better than internet explorer). It even has alerts in the bottom of the screen when anybody updates anything. Just in time for finals and everything. Thank you facebook for the early xmas present, but I didn't get you anything...oh what's that...the countless hours I waste looking at your pictures is more than you ever wanted. Too bad your next update may take my soul.

Random thought 1: Does Facebook get jealous when we change our relationship status to "in a relationship?" I think this is the only plausible explanation for how many issues/arguments facebook causes in relationships.

Random thought 2: If Ian completes his goal of marrying facebook and they have children, would they rebel by dating myspace?

Random thought 3: Why doesn't facebook have a profile? First name: Face Last name: Book
Looking for: Whatever I can get, In a relationship with Everyone. Then it's mini-feed would have updates and we could all wish it a happy bday...and put goofy pictures of it up.

Random list inspired by actual law student in my class: Reasons Not to wear Jorge's Cafe (George's Cafe) Hats to the law school:
1. I will laugh at you and text my friends about it.
2. I will write a blog about you...and awkwardly stare at you during class while I think of more things to say about it.
3. It has velcro on the back...and if I can't wear my X-men velcro shoes anymore you can't wear velcro hats.
4. The capital "G" is not the standard cursive G...if I had to trace that horrible letter over and over with my giant pencil then so do you...was I really still using big pencils when I learned cursive or did I just combine two childhood nightmares...how did we ever sharpen those things anyways...isn't the back that the sharpener was big enough for our fingers more dangerous than the benefits derived making a child feel more like a midget with a giant pencil and cheap recycled paper with giant lines.
5. (The student wearing it is a German exchange student) David Hasselhoff would not approve.
6. (once again with the German theme) No one can see your eyes light up when the professor mentions Belgium, France, and unjust enrichment all in the same sentence...okay that one was a little low...and nerdy.
7. It reminds everyone why their diet consists mostly of breakfast tacos.
8. You're stealing all the attention from the guy wearing the UCLA hat...really give him his moment (week after beating USC) because you know he's been planning this wardrobe all weekend.
9. It will distract me from facebook.

First, I said I'd be Captain Morgan for Halloween...and I sort of us...at least how every good Captain should go down...
So I realized today that I have 140 views of my blog...I think somehow I owe that to people drinking Captain Morgan while googling. So, drunkards read on. Actually I think Lizett (yes she falls in the earlier category of drunkard) has just clicked on my blog 139 times in her quest to survive International Commercial Arbitration...a 3 hour long class. In any event it's time to change my "law minor" from 6th St. to 6th floor of the Library where I spend way too much time these days. I've got this great spot on the 6th floor on an old couch facing a window looking out over Austin. Although I'm not sure if the view is supposed to relax me or encourage me to jump.
Which brings me to my gimmick for today:

Random thought:
What's the point of sending out an email to the student body with the extension of library hours? If you're nerdy enough to be in the Library that late, believe me you have the library hours memorized. If anything it's a buzz kill for those who actually frequent bar reviews. In hindsight I guess it was the unheeded warning for the 1L's that studying early might be beneficial. Silly 1L's...studying's for 2L's.

Random list:
What makes Tarlton Library so special.
1 - the name alone sounds pretty intense
2- you can leave your mark in DNA by drooling all over the couches...or if you're one (well I guess it takes two to tango) of my unnamed friends you're leaving other forms of DNA...ya that's right, sex in the library isn't just for lonely librarians anymore...Gibert's study aides ain't got nothing on that
3- The 4th floor lounge where you can bring food is still unnamed - and it depresses me everytime i see the sign in the elevator noting this and the best name I can come up with is "The Feed and Read Lounge." Rhyming is always a runner up to a good pun.
4- The librarians start jamming 10 mins before closing. That great music always brings images to mind of eric throwing a kick ass lexisnexis kegger in the library with the librarians after the library closes.
5- Assigned seating...well not quite but 90% of the people sit in the same spot everyday and it's funny to see a regular get flustered when somebody is in their spot...silly nerds. At least we don't have to sit boy, girl, boy, girl
6- You can always justify wasting time on facebook, cus you must be studious if you're in the library
7- The DVD collections...I now can say I'm learning law through the cosby show
8- The fact that I can only name 7 interesting things about Tarlton

Okay so if I'm going to keep this thing going while taking 17 credits I'm going to have to make it short and sweet....which means stick to the gimmicks and give you no real substance. So I think I've decided to be Captain Morgan for the Halloween Ex Parte party. I'm gonna need some time to grow out the red beard though. I think a group of people could win the group theme contest if we had Captain Morgan, Jose Cuervo, Jack Daniels, etc.
Random thought: Should the Jose Cuervo guy have a worm in him to be authentic?
Random list:
Ways to incorporate a Halloween costume and carrying alcohol (some of these are stolen):
1- Culligan man - water jug full of vodka
2- Human keg - Cat last year
3 - Starship trooper with super soaker
4- Lexisnexis guy handing out phallic nalgene bottles
5- Exterminator with 'bug spray' - Andy last year
6- Camel with humps filled with camel backs
7- Fireman....no hose jokes necessary
8- Okay this one is poor taste but it would raise the roof....A terrorist with liquid explosives all over the body - a detonator would run to the 'explosives' but actually be a drinking tube - I wonder if that still qualifies me for 99 virgins in heaven...probly not but I'd choose the booze anyways

Okay so it's been awhile. But you have no idea how tough it is to get a wireless connection on the high seas. I did pick up some booty while I was gone though...(note to self: don't surf google images for 'booty' while in class, especially if you sit in the front row). My brother's...arg...I mean my first mate's gf...I mean...I think i'll have to stop the pirate talk now cus refering to my brother's gf in pirate terms may get me beaten up...by her not him...anyway so she got me this really cool captain morgan shirt which I'll have to take a picture of me wearing it and post it up here.
I have also had some good captain morgan times while I've been on blog sabaticle...doing research of course. At ACL I managed to sneak in an entire handle of captain morgan silver in a camel back. Although I'm sure I thought I was a genius at the time I doubt too many people bought it that I was drinking water out of my camel back then chasing it with a coke. Speaking of sneaking in alcohol...I have this friend....who got cocky walking into the UT stadium with 2 flasks and got patted down by a security guard. When the guard went to patt down his friends he just walked back out the gate "to dump out" the flasks filled with water thinking that the security guard knew what he was doing. Instead the guard flipped out that he'd left and interrogated the people that were around him. Thankfully they were too drunk to remember his name. After a few vague threats he let them go and my friend walked in through another gate. The moral of the story is...pregame harder.
Now it's about time for me to take my own advice and get going...so lets finish this thing up.

Random thought: Why isn't facebooking a verb yet? googling is a verb. Ohh wait it is...it's called stalking.

Random list: Tips to sneak in alchohol (yes I know I'm cheap but I've left most of these behind in my college days)

1) Camel back - but you have to hide it under or in something
2) Flask in breast pocket
3) Rum or whiskey is easiest to mix with
4) Could always try getting a free coke by saying you're the DD then mix
5) Grab a straw to stir
6) Either get somebody to provide cover or use the stalls
7) Don't tell your drunk friends that you have alcohol when the stadium doesn't sell any cus then you'll need more flasks.
8) Always drop the drink if grabbed by security
9) Don't tell the cops your name is Captain Morgan

We found al-Zarqawi's blog ....
It turns out he has a random list too. Too bad he didn't make a list of ways not to get blown up by two 500-pound bombs. I bet I know his 'random thought'..."Wow I wonder where that plane is goin....oh Shiite" <bang>.
Rare personal sidebar...I get my braces off in less than a month...some of you may have thought I just continually had a dip in or just stopped using my lips to talk but in fact I finally took the bullet last November and got them...so 8 months later I'll have them off...makes me want to smile...well not yet.
I'm going to be gone for 2 weeks for National Guard Annual Training so this will be the last post for awhile. So here's a random list of things to do while I'm gone...

1. Follow all the links I've left you in the past 2 entries
2. Curse our slow grading professors every day until they post our grades
3. Try and figure out my name puzzle I put in my last post...I'll even help you by making it clearer...(same answer and remember each 'blank' is a syllable in a 3 syllable name) blank blank blank (the letters at the bottom for this last one)
   
4. Wait in line for the Superman Returns opening
5. Reread this blog 14 times...okay 15 if you really need to.
6. Write crazy shit on my facebook that I can't delete for 2 weeks
7. Come up with a 7th thing for this list

Random thought - if a vertical striped shirt makes you look taller and a horizontally striped one makes you fatter - what does a diagonally striped shirt do...Other than make me look really really ridiculously good looking

What's in a name......Other than letters...
For those of you that know my real name, you'll realize that I may have a unique perspective on a name's implications...and for those of you that don't know my name (what the hell are you doing reading this?) you'll be forced to click on my profile link which will increase the profile views thereby helping my self esteem. So it's really a win win for <>. Oh I can't wait to talk about myself in the third person. There's some really juicy rumors I've always wanted to spread about myself behind my own back...I digress.
So for those of you wondering why I have such a gender conflicted name, I once asked my mom that very same question and her best justification was the song Johnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue ...Now if your name was going to be justified by one of Cash's songs, wouldn't you much rather be named something like "Tennessee Stud." I guess anything's better than my brother's name, "Folsom Prison Blues."
Speaking of a ball and chain...Assuming I dupe someone into marriage and kids...I'll eventually have to pick an artist and use his songs to name them. Maybe I'll just pick Meatloaf and and name them all Bat Out of Hell I, II, and III. I think the most difficult thing would be to think of a name that didn't already has a negative connotation to you...well that and making sure it didn't rhyme with any synonyms of the word 'poo.' Ohh I just know you clicked on that link...Who can resist a poo link. Not you obviously, you sick bastard. No but back to negative connotations...Even a regular name like Tom can either bring to mind the short crazy scientology guy or that Tom that is stalking me on myspace by adding all my friends (he's everywhere). Okay so here's my random list of the day: children's names that aren't off limits cus they don't have negative connotations.

1. IPOD - the best insults you'd have against a guy named IPOD is that he gets played and a woman might call him a Nano in the bedroom....oh yes I smell puns galore in this list
   
2. Corvette - gotta like the body curves and you could always say they just don't make them like this anymore...just make sure she doesn't get a ticket when she's at a street corner
3. Any name that can be re-spelled (written?) with pictures or letters for the syllables - ex. blank blank blank
4. Google - he'd be really rich, in bed with the Chinese, and he'd be really good at hide and go seek...well not the hiding part...Although the other person would look pretty stupid walking around yelling 'Goggle, where are you?'
   
5. Chuck Norris - no explanation necessary
6. X - cus it marks the spot
7. Son of God - wait I think that one is taken already
8. Captain Morgan

Random Thought - Do all generations love "Breakfast at Tiffany's?" I hear that song everywhere, in the supermarket, radio, soundtracks, and even maintenance vans. So "I say, what about Breakfast at Tiffany's, as I recall I think we both kinda liked it." So who'll say we've got nothing in common, no common ground to start from? I guess I was wrong.

Did ya miss me?...
Okay so I missed a few days...if you couldn't tell my last 2 entries were pretty weak so rather than continue digging while I was stuck in a rut I took a few days off. You'd hope by now I'd have thought of something clever to say...that is if you don't know me.
For the last few weeks I've had a particularly effective rallying cry to get me out on 6th st., "the British are leaving, the British are leaving." I'm not quite Paul Revere, but I'm a patriot...What can I say. Long story short, all semester I've been hanging out with a group of exchange students from Britain and every time one of them leaves they have to have a last hoorah. This effectively means I get 6 hoorah's which converts from the metric to the American system into 2 hooray's.
So sadly the last one left today. I really need to introduce myself to next year's brits as early in the year. Although I can only imagine how creepy that would be for them ("Hello, I was your exchange student predecessors' friend, so now you have to be my friend.) Not quite sure why I enjoy their company so much but maybe I can come up with a random list of possible reasons why...
1- I get a chance to use my Sean Connery/lucky charms accents
2- We all complain about France
3- We all will need liver transplants by 40.
4- I get to laugh at them when they say "aluminEEum" or call tp loo paper....ha loo.
5- When they leave and have to throw out all their stuff my spice rack doubles...although I do wonder who needs that much rosemary.
6- I get to call them socialist commie bastards...they get to punch me in the face.
7- Their habitual binge drinking and their constant readiness to go out 5 nites a week...which isn't really a good thing because that really comes from their pass/fail status...meaning I'm screwed when our professors finally decide it's time to grade our exams.

random thought - I think our professors were waiting till after 6-6-06 to grade our exams...think about it, if you had to do a ton of work how pissed would you be if the apocalypse happened after you did all that work so it was pointless. I'd be like, "Jesus Christ!" And he'd be like "yep how'd you guess."

BTW - I got 4 comments on the last blog...so you're telling me if I slack off and write a boring blog ya'll will shower me with attn (yes 3 people plus one deleted entry is a showering). I'd like to point out that system is way too much like the brits' pinko commie welfare system...and nobody likes people on welfare. Speaking of liking people on welfare, one of my friends read this blog and said "that blog was completely your sense of humor...I want the 15 mins of my life back." Well too bad...I already sold it on ebay. Oh look there's a pic of that fellow pirate now. Revenge is so much sweeter....when you're an interenet nerd.

BTWW (like PPS...go with it...I've started a new trend) I forgot a facebook rule that I thought was too obvious to mention but goes along with the relationship button being the devil. To conceal their identity (and because they would never admit publicly to knowing me) I don't mention people's names in this blog...so let me just say this story comes from a good friend whose first name sounds like E.N. (http://www.xanga.com/shimmimoose) and has a nickname of cotton candy (I'll save that story for another day). So imagine E.N.'s horror and surprise to log on facebook and find that he is no longer in a relationship because he has been facebook dumped. Now you might be saying to yourself how could anybody do that...to which I would retort...I have no idea...how anyone could be in a relationship with a guy with a name like E.N.

BTWW - The third reason I'm called Cpt Morgan (by myself in the mirror) is my red beard I grow out...or as I call it my exam good luck charm.Notice the unattached hand on the shoulder...I call it parrot. It mimicks me in sign language.

So I guess it's about time I explain the title of my blog...
Captain Morgan is of course my favorite beverage of choice...so what if that's just because I got sick on all the other's so I can't tolerate them anymore. Speaking of which you've got to watch this video http://youtube.com/watch?v=yT-yFcm6sKA&search=captain%20morgan
Excellent when mixed with eggnog or vanilla coke...random thought of the day: how good would vanilla egg nog would be...and then I remember my taste buds are not normal by any means
Of course the double meaning of my title would be my adventures after drinking captain and hitting up 6th St. 6th St. is usually an adventure itself. If you've never tried it, you have to at least once before your liver quits. Some nights it's like New Orleans with people everywhere, bar hopping from one dollar drink special to the next. It's not at all like the real world with fights breaking out everywhere...unless of course you're drinking with my law school drinking compadre Zack, who tends to have good luck in picking fights with guys twice his size.
Speaking of going out in law school, I'm severely disapointed with summer school so far. I swore I'd go out 5 nites a week. Instead I have to wake up at 830 (yes 10mins before my class starts) every morning and have the DZ tell me all the different ways I can't 'legally' or 'ethically' use my law degree in Professional Responsibility. Followed by the class which seems to teach us that the only case law supporting relevancy of evidence is sex crimes.
Random List: Things Summer School Has Taught me thus far:
1- I can't be a mob lawyer...I can just make deals...that they can still refuse
2- I essentially have to work at a big firm to practice law
3- If you're going to rob somebody, change up curse words each time you do it
4- If you're going to steal pork...you deserve to be caught...people are such greedy pigs (weak i know)
5- Flush your crack down the toilet...I guess I might have known that one already
6- Law and Order is a lot less fun without DVR
7- The concept of a blog must have been created by a bored summer school student

A Quickie...
Sorry to excite those dirty minds out there...okay maybe I'm the only one that thinks like that. I mean really if you tried (and I did) to turn all my web twigs (a tie to another entry to reward my repeat customer......s....no i guess no 's') titles, they can be taken as dirty.
1 -'Choices'...just in case my little siblings are reading this your only choices are after marriage or never
2- 'Back to school' - cus who doesn't love uniforms
3 - 'Hurricane Season' - ohhh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....see and you thought I'd sink so low as to put in a joke about what the wind does
4- 'tonight deserves my full attn'...and frankly what 'nite' doesn't
5- 'San Antonio' - I guess I could put something in here like "Areeba...ondele...chimichanga (no idea how to spell these correctly), but in general 'San Antonio' just sounds dirty...come on say it with me in your best Antonio Banderas accent and tell me you don't feel dirty. Ha now I've ruined Zorro for you. I guess he'll just keep his sword sheathed after all.

Random thought: I know 75% of 0 is still 0...but I can't help wondering...what percentage of my blog readers I scared away with tonight's blog

Random...and not all that funny...
So I guess when I run out of random thoughts I'll be forced to share some real events...I think thats what you're supposed to do in a blog. But if most blogs are for living vicariously through other people then I want to create a new genre of web logs because 1-mine will only be extremely random entries, 2- no one wants to live vicariously through me, and 3- if I wrote everything about my life what would I write in my pink digital diary. This blog won't be full "stories in the life of" entries like most web logs....more like internet twigs. I could try to work in a Monty Python Lumberjack musical number here (http://youtube.com/watch?v=R7ZK7CpB_Gc&search=monty%20python%20lumberjack) but I think I've taken this 'log' thing too far.
Okay random thought: Can if I really call it a random thought if I had to sit here and come up with it?
Random List topic: Facebook Etiquette Rules
1- Picture Cropping is a must if you can't tell which one is you. Remember, more thank likely people are only interested/stalking you cus they don't remember what you look like...if they did they'd be on somebody's page that was better looking.
2- The picture should say something about you. Even if it's that you like to change your pic a lot, or don't own any shirts.
3- When to change the picture...I think it should only be done when you need a facebook makeover so like dental cleaning only once every 6 months. So I guess what I'm saying is that if you change your pic every week, you don't floss enough.
4- Relationship status button - the devil cus in the end it'll get ya
5- Quotes - more than 10 is a waste - it says favorite for a reason - it doesn't say list every thing I've ever heard - it's not the size of the profile that counts - everybody knows it's the number of strangers you convinced that they knew you so you'd add them
6- Wall quotes are there for the community to enjoy. Shout outs like "I love you pookey, can't wait to see you in 4 hrs," do serve the community by marking your territory, but really just skip the middleman and urinate on their leg and it'd have the same effect...well no I guess it wouldn't but I'd find it entertaining. There's a message button for a reason. Bday shout outs or public shaming of the night before are of course exceptions.
7- Tagging is only fair.
8 - Remember if you're not wasting inordinate amounts of time doing it, you're not doing it right.

San Antonio...
Just came back from San Antonio where Ryan Morton got MARRIED. Awesome couple, amazing wedding, and was great to see everybody from the old Sorin days. My liver thoroughly enjoyed the reunion...I think alcohol just goes down better with "Sweet Caroline" on in the background. On a depressing note I've had 'married' as my relationship status on myspace for forever without anyone noticing. While it was of course meant to be a joke (and potentially scare away the creepy myspace stalkers...thats right PirateBoy1969 I'm talking about you...but I still like the song you have on your profile, thanx for the add, I mean...) it is at least somewhat disheartening that either everyone thinks one or all of these things are true
1- No one cares...As I blog to myself I get a hint of deja blue............h2o good stuff
2- No one looks at my profile...except for Ian and lets face it if they had a degree for wasting time on a computer he'd get it in 15 yrs with summer school...oh wait thats law school
3- I'm seen as unmarriable (no jokes about which states I would be seen as marriageable in)
4- Worse yet, it's presumed to be true
We'll count that as my random list...
Random thought...What was the person thinking that came up with serving size information for a can of olives? Does it have to be eaten as a main dish to be a serving? And why five? If you eat the entire can as a snack are you a bad person? Oh course I guess if you really examined my eating habits I would scare most dieticians into retirement.

Tonight deserves my full attn....
So I can't fully articulate the night, but I will say that only Austin would present both a biker rally and a Texas (Gay) Pride weekend the same night. While I'll have to save the full affect for my readers (all 2 of you) till tomorrow, I don't think such oppugnant (http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=oppugnant) parties meeting will be forgotten...(damnit I wish I didn't know that big word, but I swear that will be the pinnacle of my precariously perched vernacular...damn it....don't worry I had to use spell check so I'm still dumb plus the fact that that sentence really made no sense.
I leave you with one thought....Biker rally and Gay Pride weekend...how many cows had to die for all that leather?
Shit I need a random list...
Things these 2 groups have in common...
leather - maybe in the 80s
chaps - not really but I gotta stereotype here -Gibbs anyone? I kid I kid...mostly cus he'd kick my ass
Hard hats - it's a reach from YMCA vs. helmets but forgive me
Crotch rockets...this list is degenerating fast
camaraderie/Acceptance...I know very deep, it was to make up for the earlier numbers
4 drink minimum...where no one is safe
Oddly...and this is the most perplexing item of the night...they all appreciate female "boobies"...I'm thinking maybe I've found the solution to world peace...and hunger...too far, ya I know.

Is it a coincidence that hurricane season and summer semester started on the same day? I don't think so because...He killed my dreams!!!.... don't worry I only use exclamation points when they are completely necessary...unlike my litle sis's profile that reads like the alphabet, "OH! Grlz, <3 u sooo MUCH!!!! Bff's only, hit up the cell, jk lmao!!! brb"....BUT periods on the other hand I use excessively if you haven't n.o.t.i.c.e.d....I digress.
In one fatal blow by Professional Responsibility professor killed my dream of being the family lawyer in the Godfather movies. Something about contributing to an ongoing criminal enterprise being illegal. I mean what is the point of taking an ethics class if he's not telling you the loopholes. I guess technically he said, "it's almost impossible these days to be one." So you're sayin I have a chance. Maybe that should be my blog's tradition, work in some TV or movie quote into each entry...maybe I will and ahh maybe I won't. At least that way when I misquote them I might get to read an angry comment on that day's blog.
Speaking of blog traditions, I'd like to start two.
1-Stupid thought of the day - The company, Kleenex, is happy when you're sad
2-Random list of the day
The Duality of everything...
Facebook...I don't need to even explain why this is the devil yet oh so good
Alcohol, TV, X-box, etc....ditto
Alarm Clocks? Maybe my hate for them is unique
Girl Shorts with words on the back. Great because they make reading more enjoyable (not that I would ever look) but bad when worn by the wrong type of girl where the middle letters mysteriously disapear.
Indian Food...I'd rather not GO there
Eggnog...only evil to the wasteline when drank (drunken?) in large quantities...damn you Captain Morgan
My Blog...total satisfaction for me when I make a pun, total boredom and lack of satisfaction on your part. If only I had a nickel for..............I mean, I've never heard a phrase like that before

Back to school...
To prove to my Dad that I'm not a fool...speaking of Billy Madison I seriously thought about buying snack packs just for my first day. So the rumor is that summer classes are easier cus all those damn nerds got high paying jobs thereby helping the curve. Who's laughing now?...oh you're too busy being pampered and spending your money to laugh...touche.
Am I a loser to be looking forward to the structure of law school again? Actually having something constructive to do besides watching 10 episodes of 'Dog the Bounty Hunter' and putting off seeing X-Men 3. Wow, that sentence was a new low. I kind of miss those summers back in 5th grade that consisted of a healthy dosage of the Bob Barker being far too interested in my dog's genitalia. Ha, see I could go lower.

Choices...
First off a disclaimer, contrary to the title this post will not be a sad attempt to be deep like an 8th grade graduation speaker talking about how everyone will have to make important choices in their lives regarding cheating, drugs, sex, etc.
I have much more important choices to make....like what direction to take this blog.
Option 1- The self deprecating blog. While I would have an infinite amount of subject matter with which to self deprecate about, those that know me best would be truly bored as my "quirks" are obvious enough. Additionally I'd need to be funny, which I think we all know would be difficult seeing as my humor is a mix of corny puns and innuendos.
Option 2 - The stuck up blog. This is where I'd have to use big words to make myself look smart and seeing as I don't know any that would be difficult.
Option 3 - TV blog. Maybe if Smallville was still going. (Greatest show ever)
Option 4 - News blog. Here I'd have to discuss my political views on obscure news I found. That I could do, but I couldn't also pretend that ya'll cared (as if I now somehow can assume I have an audience cus I have a blog...no really I couldn't be talking to myself thats the magic of the internet...well that and giving you something to do in class).
Option 5- The bitter law school blog. Ya cus I spend so much time studying.
Option 6 - The Making stupid lists blog...ah crap

Okay so random rant of the day..."Parental Control," the newest reality show where parents hate the significant other that their kid is going out with so they audition replacement blind dates and their kid has to choose btwn the old and the new. Putting aside the Freudian/Oedipeus complex issues and the moral dilemma of essentially cheating on your significant other on camera, it perfectly captures the awkward moments and shit talking that we love in reality tv. I wonder what it is about us that we love about gossip and such. Somehow I really don't picture a pack of hyena's gossiping about a cheating Lion's cub coming out as a Tigon (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tigon)..."man that could really damage one's Pride" (you can't believe how proud of myself I am for managing to come up with one corny joke)

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