tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59517822012-01-10T05:42:50.612-06:00The true story of a Texan student at Notre Dame Law School.Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.comBlogger1701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1102379148996871562004-12-06T18:24:00.000-06:002004-12-06T18:25:48.996-06:00

In aproximately 72 hours I will be heading into the storied battle that is law school finals week. I have been preparing for this all semester--which partially explains my absence from the blog-o-sphere--but, as most of law school tends to be, this feels like a gigantic exercise in "All I know is I know nothing." I feel selfish asking for it with all that is going on in the world, but I ask if

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How hard is it to count votes? A friend showed me her Ohio absentee ballot and correctly predicted that Ohio would be the next Florida. With 100% of the precincts in, it looks like Bush is in office for another 4 years. Funny enough, with all of the problems with exit polls, the one fact to come to light was that 8 out of 10 people voting cited the direction of American morality as a primary

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1099365445090659172004-11-01T21:16:00.000-06:002004-11-01T21:17:25.090-06:00

..."Any Anglo-American lawyer must cope with a sneaking feeling that there is no such thing as first principles; just one damned case after another." Joseph K. Sommer 15 Berkeley Tech Law Journal 1145 (2000).

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I don't want to talk about the Notre Dame game. The psychological wounds of history repeating itself yet again are simply too fresh. So I'l talk about the Big XII instead. A&M beat Colorado in overtime today to advance to 6-1. This is impressive considering the complete thrashing Utah gave A&M in the first game of the season. A&M was ranked 17 today and hopefully will advance further and to

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1098456546217747372004-10-22T09:47:00.000-05:002004-10-22T09:49:06.216-05:00

Bishop Chaput of Denver chimes in on the Kerry Abortion Issue at the New York Times. You may have to sign in to read.

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While I do not have an answer to the question: "What does one call a flock of frogs anyway?" Badin Hall raised over $4,000 for cancer research at the 2nd Anual Relay for Life on Friday night. Relay for Life is an all night event where people walk for 16 hours around a track after taking pledges and donations. There's a DJ and loud music playing (essential for keeping old folks like me awake)

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Mob money apparently can buy wonderful things. Exhibit A: The Marie DeBartolo Performing Arts Center. As with everything on this campus, using its rather long nomenclature is frowned upon. Thus, it has been referred to as the PAC (or in some more dubious circles, the PAC du Lac). The facility is amazing. The Women's Choir performed there last night in the new concert hall. The sound when

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So I've got the cold from hell. It has slowly moved through the music ministry, the law school, and the dorm. I just drank a pound of fruit (or at least that's what the folks at Odwalla tell me) and I'm drinking pots (plural) of tea in a desperate effort to stave it off. More when I don't feel like the Dome fell on me.

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Yesterday, I survived my first Basilica Schola rehearsal. The group has 12 singers of which 2 have no musical training. I am an amateur in the most pejorative sense of the word. But I was able to hang in there, for the most part anyway. In one particular piece the latin text is completely unfamilliar so between the notes, the words, and the rhythm I didn't know what end was up. Thus, the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1094053677080532232004-09-01T10:43:00.000-05:002004-09-01T10:47:57.080-05:00

...here at the Irish-Aggie News we're pleased to bring you the following gems from constitutional law.... "Under the above definition, then it’s an on/off switch. And the cockroach of individual liberty scuttles away." "Stop lights are completely irrational sometimes. I had an uncle who would run them constantly. We would ask him, "What are you doing?!?!" and he would respond, "Life's too

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1093807793195087192004-08-29T14:28:00.000-05:002004-08-29T14:29:53.196-05:00

...the Lithuanian basketball team came in 4th place after loosing to the so-called American dream team. Boo. No medal for us.

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...I'm once again applying to the Department of Justice Honors program in hopes of securing employment that is financed by your tax dollars, gentle reader. I went to their presentation at the law school last year and as they ticked off what they were looking for in a candidate, ( Journal position, great grades, great work experience, and a great personality) I was quite disappointed to find the

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...tonight is Rally in the Alley; by all accounts a festival of drunken debauchery that takes place, blissfully, off campus. However, students must come home to roost at some point, and thus I am on duty until 2 this morning. Yay me. So while I sit here watching the Chicago Bears get their collective rear-ends handed to them and meditate on what exactly I've gotten myself into, I bring you

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...3rd and final year of law school is underway. On the agenda for this semester, Constitutional Law II--Due Process, Federal Taxation, Canon Law of Marriage, The 1st Amendment, and, of course, Legal Aid Clinic. Happily, I think I will enjoy all of my classes, with the notable exception of federal taxation. As Miss Cali said, "I think my brain checked out 5 minutes into class." The 1Ls are

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...after the flurry of activity that was Hall Staff Training week, the RAs are off to the bookstore, the rectress is catching up on corespondance, and I find myself with an internet connection and a blessed free minute. So, via Miss Pockawida, I have wasted my time on the following: We finally got the computer hooked up in the RA's office. Thus I am able to check my email and clean out the 108

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So "orientation" has been interesting. I've now learned to identify several types of street drugs although the extended discussion of "'srhooms" was too funny for words. Am I ready to live with 125 young women? Absolutely not. Is this going to be a fly by the seat of your pants learning operation? It's beginning to look that way. The best line of orientation, by far, was "While we like to run a

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...must end. In approximately 1 hour and 10 minutes I will be drinking margaritas on my boss's back porch with the rest of the Clinic crew. Classes start in two weeks, AR training starts on Monday. Summer is officially over. But even though I wasn't in school I learned a lot this summer. Here's just a sampling: Family law is evil.Sangria is really just wine, fruit, and whatever else you happen

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So those of you have visited me at the Clinic have also probably seen the bookstore across the street. The bookstore that we can't figure out how exactly it stays in business because no one ever goes in or out. The bookstore that is constantly referred to (and only half jokingly) as a "drug front." We have met the owner. He came over to the Clinic this afternoon to drop off some law books and

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...at least that's the story in Florida where a man held his attorney hostage and demanded that the judge in his case resign. Nota Bene: It's not just Florida. A man in our neighboring state of Illinois was just accused of plotting to blow up a courthouse. So what is it about this job that I love? Somedays (today included) I'm simply not sure. The prospect of sitting behind a desk for 10 hours a

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1091540466899593002004-08-03T08:30:00.000-05:002004-08-03T08:41:06.900-05:00

Hi. I understand that in your new autobiography you talk about wanting to do away with the IRS. All of the IRS. While I cannot help but hide my unadulterated glee at such an idea, I have a simple request. Is there anyway you could abolish the IRS before, oh, August 23rd of this year? You have the Congressional phone book--it's time to start making some phone calls. You mentioned that it might be

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...nothing will destroy your hope in your fellow man like reading appellate decisions in child custody cases for nearly 3 hours straight. It's five o'clock somewhere, may I have a margarita now, please?

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1091205625815111162004-07-30T11:22:00.000-05:002004-07-30T11:40:25.816-05:00

...we're at the end of yet another fun week.  I move into the dorm some time at the end of next week--even though I have Heather's truck, I'm positively dreading the move in.  The sheer amount of stuff that I have accumulated over the last two years is frightening including a stuffed armadillo, several sets of christmas lights, and almost 2 dozen coffee mugs.  Where is all of this stuff going to

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1091025757174718282004-07-28T09:40:00.000-05:002004-07-28T09:42:37.173-05:00

What is it about Maryland that weird creatures just show up there?  Perhaps the 7th gate of hell is not, in fact, in Kansas, but instead outside of Baltimore?

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...Please forgive the obscure reference to Ever After.  Today is a day of guilty pleasures (I sound like a fortune cookie).  And I deserve it after being in the office at 7am.  Guilty Pleasure #1: Falling asleep in the bathtub.  Okay, that was last night.  But in a very Britney Spears like moment, I came to in the bath after having disturbing dreams about choristers, coffee, and tomato tarts. 

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...or the DNC Convention, for that matter.  According to Wonkette the restroom facilities (read: porta-potties) are leaving the the media, well, chafed.  In any event, IKEA was more fun than Shriners at the DNC Convention.  I found a desk that I was tempted to buy (it was a genuine tall people desk that I wouldn't hit my knees on when I sat at it).  However, the chair accompanying the desk was 2/

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A trip to IKEA will solve everything.  At least that's what my hopes for tomorrow involve... ...Well, I suppose it only makes sense after last week that this week, culminating in today, would be low on good karma.  Things that have happened today include (but are not limited to) my alarm clock not going off this morning, making me late for practice for morning prayer, getting yelled at by the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1090339375744362032004-07-20T11:00:00.000-05:002004-07-20T11:05:35.816-05:00

...they would be much more entertaining.  The Howard Dean clip alone makes it worth it.  Special thanks to my fellow "right wing nut-job," Tyler, for taking time away from my research regarding division of marital property to make me laugh my butt off.  Be sure your sound is on...

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1090333427028750732004-07-20T09:15:00.000-05:002004-07-20T09:25:47.900-05:00

Remember that scene from Rudy?  The one where the coach tells Rudy "If you let up one bit, I'll kick your butt off this team so fast your head will spin?"  And Rudy replies, "Wait a minute, to be kicked off the team, I have to be on the team!"  Great movie.  And as the fall football season progresses, it will probably be quoted more and more often.  The point?  That's how my invitation to join

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After the ribbing I have received for my rather nefarious coffee habit (at brunch I realized it takes three cups of coffee to get the awake "buzz") I realized it might be time, before school starts back up, to seriously reevaluate my addiction to caffeine.  As of Friday, I was drinking four and five cups of coffee a day.  That, as my roommate pointed out, is just shy of a pot.  So today, I woke

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...to shamelessly steal a line from Rev. Richard Newhaus (Haven't read First Things?  You ought to.)  Just read a bit on Laudem Gloriae about how the author feels comfortable at her home parish wearing a veil.  I can't remember the last time I saw one...what was the rationale for veil wearing?  I have my suspicions, but hesitate to post until they are better researched...

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I throw this general question out there after reading what I consider to be relatively unsubstantiated opinions on some other blogs (go figure). I was looking at Catholic Ragemonkey --a site run by two parish priests -- one of which was complaining about the poor participation in a mass in his parish. All other ranting aside, the one nugget I seized upon was the "I am no fan of altar girls."

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I should start by pointing out that the Catholic liturgy and the pagentry of the American courtroom are not entirely different. Both come from a long developed line of rules and traditions that are to most members of both communities considered quite sacred. That being said, for me, sometimes the lines between them blur. Usually this is in my very active dream life where I've dreamt of

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I do not frequently sing Senator John McCain's praises. But allow me to do so now. In what I fail to see as surprising in any way, the Republican party's misguided effort to amend the Constitution to prohibit the civil unions of homosexuals failed today in the Senate. McCain called the measure "un-republican" due to its blatant infringement on states' rights. In a speech on the floor, he

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I admit it. I am a Republican. Far from being a jack booted thug, I am a stiletto wearing, New York Times reading, educated member of the white collar work force. I get hazed frequently for being a Republican. And that’s fine with me. Every time one of my friends gently teases me about my political leanings, I am forced to re-evaluate what it is that I believe and why it is that I believe

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1089312749697247372004-07-08T13:45:00.000-05:002004-07-08T13:52:29.696-05:00

...may be in order for my cat. You see, Max, our two year old coon mutt, came out of the closet this weekend. How he got into the closet remains a bit of a mystery. Sometime on Saturday, Max went missing. This isn't terribly unusual as he has an eerie 6th sense for discerning when a window or door opens in the house and proceeding to bolt through it. Morning came, evening followed. And by

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-108922839955708642004-07-07T14:16:00.000-05:002004-07-07T14:26:39.556-05:00

...okay, only one martini. But now I'm sleepy. And there are still 3 hours to go in the work day. What's a girl to do? In my case, I think it means curling up with the HUD Housing Program's Guide to Tenant's Rights and meditating on how badly public housing manages to screw over the unfortunate in society. Good on me. In other news, maybe the boys at Christus Victor or our source in the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1089131599002252362004-07-06T11:30:00.000-05:002004-07-06T11:33:19.003-05:00

...I just play one in court." I think this might be the appropriate time to let all gentle readers know that I do not, in fact, have a license to practice law. Therefore, I cannot, according to the legal canon of ethics (yes, we really do have a canon of ethics) give legal advice to friends and family. Sooooo, calling up with the salutation "We need some legal advice" or asking me to write a

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1088606531076619082004-06-30T09:38:00.000-05:002004-06-30T09:42:21.146-05:00

I got spoiled having my birthday on the weekend the last few years, so having to work on my birthday seems, well odd. I guess this is the official "Welcome to Adulthood." In other news, my Ipod and I are very happy together. I think I'm going to name it--though what exactly I am not sure. What festivities do we have planned for today? Phone calls. Drafting a motion for court. A few letters

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1088110684452079202004-06-24T15:54:00.000-05:002004-06-24T15:58:04.453-05:00

...or enamoured with folk choir music. Tom McFaul seems to think they may be one and the same, though he makes some great points about the "drivel" that passes for liturgical music at most parishes in America. Mother will be disappointed--but seriously, do you think that "City of God" will be sung in parishes 500 years from now? Heaven help us if it is!

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1088025056259948342004-06-23T15:52:00.000-05:002004-06-24T15:50:54.640-05:00

Yesterday, June 22, was the feast day of Thomas More, patron saint of lawyers, statesmen, and politicians. As Father Don said at Mass last night, "We have a lot of praying to do today." Thomas More was a distinguished jurist, barrister, political leader, family man, writer and musician. Okay, according to Erasmus, one of his closest friends, maybe not so much the last item. But he sang in his

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1087846658299369052004-06-21T14:26:00.000-05:002004-06-21T14:37:38.300-05:00

...No. Seriously, I mean it. No. No, I don't want you to buy me a drink. No, I don't want to talk about the White Sox since I can smell you three barstools over. And No, I will not bring you back to my house, you middle aged cretin. What? You're married? Ew. Save yourself the trouble of me embarassing you by shooting you down in front of your friends. Unless you're hot. One of the

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1087575293355907232004-06-18T11:11:00.000-05:002004-06-18T11:14:53.356-05:00

...Just in time for the July 4 holiday, now, in addition to downloading the hottest tunes for your IPOD (hint hint, birthday shoppers), you can also use your IPOD to fight for truth, justice, and the American way. The American Constitution Society, has created a digital copy of the US Constitution that is downloadable to, you guessed it, your IPOD. Talk about making the Constitution available

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1087504731792571412004-06-17T15:35:00.000-05:002004-06-18T08:53:55.683-05:00

...so that we wouldn't mumble." How appropriate for a Choir Thursday to find such a site--Confessions of a Recovering Choir Director. I've only cruised a bit around the site a bit but looks to be promising. I wonder if he drinks Campari?

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1087227368265280382004-06-14T10:33:00.000-05:002004-06-14T13:50:34.453-05:00

...is obviously a good day. No seriously, a decision from the Indiana Court of Appeals explicitly lists the petitioner's attendance at monster truck rallies as demonstrating the existence of a relationship between petitioner and child. And that case is on point for my brief. Guess who gets to mention monster truck rallies? Now if only I could work Dale Earnhardt in...

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1086984180467593292004-06-11T14:54:00.000-05:002004-06-11T15:03:00.466-05:00

Those familiar with Monty Python's brilliance will appreciate the next post. Those who aren't, well, you're really missing out. Anyway, we've all seen the brilliant masterpiece that is Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail. Once you reach a certain level of education you simply must see it or you A)don't get all the graduate student jokes and B) you are simply no fun at cocktail

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1086970150843711242004-06-11T11:03:00.000-05:002004-06-11T14:54:10.856-05:00

...or dog if you must. We just adopted a 4 month old kitten who was about to be euthanized. He's deaf. Completely and utterly stone deaf. He remains the only animal in the house not terrified of the vaccuum. Ironically, his name is Gabriel--the patron saint of communications. He is in that funny/stupid kitten stage where he can't quite judge the distance from the chair to the ottoman or he

Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17369219400727337472noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951782.post-1086901301647999672004-06-10T15:56:00.000-05:002004-06-10T16:01:41.646-05:00

...This is apparently a very LOR day--I guess that's what you get when you work on an appellate brief for 6 hours. Anyway, the first box set of the Trilogy has come out. However, much to my disappointment, it contains only the theatrical versions and not the extended versions. Pffffft. I'm not paying $90 for vanilla ice cream when rocky road is coming down the pike. And with 20 shopping days

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...and I'm not just talking about John Kerry. For a fabulous waste of five minutes of your life, check out this tasty, if nothing else, parody on the Lord of the Rings. Meanwhile, here in the Bend, another week draws to a close. Today, we have absolutely no adult supervision in the office. You know you're grown up when you can't even think of a way to take advantage of such a divine gift.

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...I'm on the same side as the ACLU. Regular readers will remember that I'm currently working on a case invovling grandparent visitation rights. In Indiana, where a mom/dad relationship (not just marriage) is dissolved, the grandparents may petition the court to enforce their "rights" to see the children. As the ACLU has pointed out, this is a huge intrusion of the government into the realm of

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...are really loud. And I got to experience them first hand thanks to a friend of mine who is not only an organist at the Basilica, but also our resident carillon player. The Sacred Heart Basilica's carillon (or for us mere mortals "bell tower") is apparently a place of pilgrimage for carillon players. It is the oldest operational carillon in North America. It is also full of narrow stairs

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As a member of the Midwest Chapter of the Fat-Kid Club (seriously, ask Mer) I was shocked and appalled to find that a school in the Boston area banned cupcakes from children's birthday celebrations because, well, cupcakes are bad for you. But six year olds need not fear the lack of a sugar high on their special day. According to the Principal, the birthday celebrant will receive a birthday sash

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This one's for you, Mer: Multiple choice style, just like the Bar...Who does John Kerry remind you most of? A. Skeletor (of He-Man fame) B. Lurch (from the Addams Family) C. The Grim Reaper (does he really need an introduction?) D. A withered JFK

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I'm working on an adoption case right now. This is the best of all possible worlds--someone loves this child enough to change their legal status. I think that's grand. Adoption, of course, makes up a significant part of family law practice. On the flip side, dealing with and attempting to heal broken families makes up the other significant part. Children get used as poker chips, upping the

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...or, "Why Lake Effect Snow isn't the Only Lake Effect Weather Problem." My first year criminal law professor suggested on the first day of class that we get out and enjoy the weather as much as possible because soon the "perma-cloud" would descend on greater Michianna. We laughed. And then we didn't see the sun for 6 months. And we realized what a curse the perma-cloud was. And then second

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...sucks. I am in the middle of preparing a closing argument for Tuesday's hearing. I would like to shorten it to, "If it please the court, the other side is a bunch of whining morons. Therefore, my client deserves to win. Thank you." However, my supervisor has informed me that this is not a good plan. So here I am, on a day of rest, racking my brain for some good old fashioned, Jack McCoy

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...and Diet Dr. Pepper, of course. So we come to the end of another fun filled week. Won another trial against a slumlord. That brings the Good v. Evil total to 5 - 0. I have made the appropriate corrections to the score board that hangs in my office. My office was painted white this week--today was my first day back in it. (I was previously in the kitchen). I feel like I'm in that part of

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...one of the masterpieces of polyphonic music. Wait, that must mean that this post is going to be about choir. Again, I have no status on the Schola Audition. However, I have been informed that the director will make her decision towards the end of the summer. What does this mean? The next 12 weeks are one huge freaking audition. Sweet. It's like American Idol, only renaissance style.

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Raise the Alleluia Chorus... ...I passed Business Associations. With a B- no less. That's a higher grade than a C+. So all those rosaries and prayer groups worked, Grandma. After choir practice, I feel like a celebratory drink is in order. Thank you, karmatic forces of the Universe for granting me this non-sucky day. Yay me.

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Good Will Always Triumph Because Evil is Dumb... ...Especially when "evil" is a psychotic landlord. Boo-yah psychotic landlord! I emerged victorious from the first hearing of the summer. I think that puts the official "win" count at 4. I'm perfectly happy with being undefeated. Damnit, it's about time I was good at something in law school!

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Holy Blogging, Batman... ...I return from Tennessee to find that everything on Blogger (the host of this site)has changed. To quote a good friend of mine, "jigga huh?" This week--I start work. Two client meetings today (Monday) and a hearing on Friday. It's like being a real lawyer, without the threat of malpractice. I have also gone round one with the landscaper. $350 to prune hedges?

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In Neat Little Boxes... ...It's that time of year when youralize that your entire life fits into two car trips to stoarge. Sigh. Here is the big Post-Game update for all who have asked... Remember...The Basilica Schola Audition? --I know as much as you do--buptkis. However, the director has had a lot of other stuff to do and will let me know one way or the other. In either case, I have

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Props to QC-OHIO who graduates from hell (and all it's levels) today! Within 12 hours, my happy ass will be sitting in a classroom taking my final exam of my second year of law school. Which is why I won't be holding up a John 3:16 sign at Meredith's uber-cool graduation. I don't know how I feel about taking this final. Right now, I think I'm going to pass. And that's a good thing (I guess).

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It's Cool, the Nausea Has Passed... ...this post is brought to you by Pepto Bismal and the people who make those tasty little butter peppermints. I have seen the complete collapse of my nervous system and survived. Oh, you might think it's hyperbole--but I am officially too damned tired to be clever. We're talking curl up in a ball and rock back and forth saying, "I wish I was 30! I wish I

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Short Post... ...but a deep reflection none the less. Can I take a minute to say that Jessica Simpson drives me nuts? "Sexy girls have Dessert" she pouts as she hawks her new line of food scented and tasting perfumes etcetera. This leaves me with a few questions...A. Would grown women buy and wear something that Jessica Simpson has advertised for? Moreover, do grown women know who Jessica

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You know you have good friends when.... ...They put up with (and support) your eccentricities. Most everyone who knows me well knows that I tried out for the Basilica Schola last year and failed miserably. The exchange went something like this: "Well, you have a lovely voice. Can you sight read music?" "Pffffft--no." "Hmmm, that's going to be a problem." So I was placed in the Michigander's

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Not that I believe this crap... ...but I just read my horoscope for the day: Cancer: Be extravagant, lavish and utterly hedonistic. That's what's on the agenda, and it won't be tough to talk you into it. You really should share the wealth with someone. Bet you have just such a person in mind, too. Let's review: less than a week till finals start, audition in (gulp) 48 hours, major recording at

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Legends...and not the lame-ass bar... ...which isn't so lame-ass anymore as they hired one of my friends to tend bar. No serioiusly--does anyone remember the show Legends of the Hidden Temple on Nickelodeon? This was prime 80s kid tv. I wanted to go on so bad--the questions they asked were EASY. "Who was the first Roman emperor who happened to get stabbed on the Ides of March by 50 of his

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From the Sublime to the Ridiculous... ...For those of you who have visited Christus Victor recently I apologize for the redundancy of my commentary…For those of you not blessed enough to be in the Bland right now, here’s what’s going on. A group of students organized a—well, it’s not a protest, but I’m too tired to figure out what to call it—wherein students bought and wore bright orange shirts

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Happy Aggie Muster... ...April 21st--the Commemoration of the Battle of San Jacinto in the Texas War for Independence--has been held as a traditionally "sacred" day in Aggie lore. On this day, graduates of Texas A&M University will gather together and remember those who have gone before them into the next life. Drawing from the rich military traditions that abound in Aggieland, a final "roll

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Here at the End of All Things......I know you all have been crushed that I haven't posted in a week. Sadly, every creative juice has been transferred to writing my comparative legal traditions paper. You'll just have to wait until the cloud of stress passes to get back to the funny. Yeah, the stress in the law school has made it more like a pirranha tank than a tudor revival castle. I'll just

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A Very Special Dinner... ...What if you could have dinner with just one person in the entire world? Who would it be? Would you say Justin Timberlake? Miss Oklahoma did--and thus began the carnage that was the Trump sponsored "Miss USA" pageant. Roomie and I waited for the punchline--"No really, I'd like to have dinner with Nelson Mandela/Tony Blair/or even Oprah, for Godsakes" but there it

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...Sadly, there is not much to post Friday: Attend the "Badin Breakdown"--A kareoke contest held on South Quad that included, among other things, a group of guys dressed like cowboys yowling to "Living on a Prayer." In the words of one of the judges, "Thanks...I actually used to like that song. Now? I'm not so sure." Friday Night: Play cards with a friend. And eat Nutella. Yep, another

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Happy April Fools Day! In case you haven't figured it out, I'm not running off to join the cloister. Unless the cloister is giving away free Gucci shoes and Lush products. Then, I might think about it. Oh no, I remain committed to finishing here at the Evil Building of Doom and figuring it out from there. What happens after that--who knows. Maybe I'll get a Masters in Vocal Performance--

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Exultavit Spiritum Meum Pars Secundae... ...And I may have found my calling. For many years now, I've been putting it off and not listening. But I really feel that religious life is where I'm supposed to be. Some of my fondest memories from childhood were at the day camp I used to attend in the summer that was run by the Sisters of Saint Joseph. I've been talking to my spiritual director and

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Exultavit Spiritum Meum... ...I got a job for next year in a dorm on campus...yay me! I'm so excited, especially since it is literally a stone's throw from the campus ministry center where I spend so much of my time. Oh. It's close to the Evil Building of Doom, too for all those parties concerned about long walks in the winter. And, I get to eat at the DH (Dining Hall for those not hip to "

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Law Prom..(Or, Part III of How Law School is Really High School Revisited) ...Special thanks to the BF who used frequent flier miles to visit the rainy, but warmer (65) Bend for the weekend and the crowning social event of Notre Dame's calendar--the Law Ball. Things Roomie and I noticed this year: people were generally better dressed. While a few girls came in what looked to be like old

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Oh how Mozart would turn in his grave (wherever it is)......if he knew that the crowning piece of his unfinished Requiem (Lacrimosa) was used for a commercial hawking--wait for it--toilets. sigh.

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The Week That Was... ...It got better at the end. I promise. Okay, so class was still painful. But seriously, when isn't it? Thursday--got hair trimmed. You didn't notice? You weren't supposed to. Think of it as "pruning." Thursday Night--Katrina gets kicked off The Apprentice. There's one woman left. And she's an Aggie. Sure she conveniently "forgot" that she came up with the crappy

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Good Day, Bad Day Good Day: I was offered a job at the clinic here meaning, A. I can stay here for the summer and B. I have something productive to do with my break other than watching the Food Network. Bad Day: I have not been offered any jobs in the dorm. Something about me being too old (read: graduating in a year). Grrrrrr. Good Day: The WLC's organist put on a fantastic recital and is

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Burned again... ...Two years in a row I choose the Dayton Flyers in my Bracketology and two years in a row they let me down. And so I posit this, to the adorkable, ever-wonderful BF--WTF, mate? What does your undergraduate university have against me that it screws up my bracket EVERY YEAR? And this year, I don't have ANY one to get behind as no one knows A&M has a basketball team and this year

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The Final Frontier in Blogging... ...is The Open Range I've been asked to lend my voice to this currently all male blog. To rip on the motto of the National Association for Women Judges, I am not going to feminize the blog, merely humanize it. Anyway, once Dave sends me the links and puts my name on the letterhead, watch out...

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New On the Amazon Hit List... ..."The Proper Care and Feeding of Husbands." Apparently Laura Schlessinger has written a book based on the assumption that a man is a "simple" creature who needs only, and I quote, "'direct communication, respect, appreciation, food, and good loving' to respond with devotion, compassion and love." While I shudder at the immediate mental comparison between

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Congratulations... ....to the Roomie who got engaged (to her boyfriend) at aproximately 9pm last night. The best part? The question. "Roomie, you're so damned annoying! Will you marry me?" Note to the ever smart, nerd-hot BF, don't tell me I'm annoying, um, ever!

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Battening Down the Academic Hatches... ...Spring break--is over. While much schoolwork got done (yay!) so did much relaxing and screwing off (double yay!). And now it is time to open a gigantic can of whoop ass on the second half of the second semester. Here's what's coming soon to a Law School Experience near you... ...Corporations Final: Um, I'd rather stab out my eyes with a flaming poker.

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Now if only they had the male equivalent.... ...no offense to the ever-wonderful, ever-smart, ever-hot BF, but where's the gender equity? Some girls need to appease their families too! It's almost as good as pet rocks, or using "studying" as an excuse to get out of dinner.

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What has two thumbs and is a legal dork? ...That would be this guy. Aside from sparkling TV commentary and fun new words like "ass hat" that have been seamlessly incorporated into my daily usage, Television Without Pity never ceases to entertain. And now, they have made the biggest legal nerd tee shirt of them all. Yes. I want one. Because Ma and Pop can testify that I have been obsessed

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For those of you who were wondering... ...if there are no overdue fines, how on earth does Hesburgh (the main library on campus, i.e. "Touchdown Jesus") get its books back--we have your answer. Apparently I have a book that is now 3 months overdue. I did not realize this. Shame on me. But the email I got was even better: "Return/renew this book within 10 days, or else we will bill you for at

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Beware the Calm that Comes Before the Storm ...or in my case, a rapcious 24 hour stomach bug that left me in a crippled mass on the couch drinking water from a tablespoon. Thus, I have not posted. However, I have learned my lesson--I will not complain about how boring my life is, lest stuff happen to make it un-boring. ...Welcome to spring break in the Bend where it is currently a balmy 38

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Welcome to the Middle of the Week This week currently nothing has happened which has allowed me to A. Get my apartment cleaned--or at least my room B. Start to understand corporations law C. Work out--I am currently at my high school weight--but now I'm going for muscle tone: the six pack is in sight D. Do laundry--and make fun of the people on American Idol E. Counsel Mi Madre on dealing with

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Has Anyone Ever Thought... ...that the phrase "piercing the corporate veil" just sounds dirty? Just checking.

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It's Friday in South Bend... ...which is the Mecca of all that is Catholic second only to Rome. The scuttlebutt around campus? That the Fascist Catholic administration won't serve meat in the dining halls on Fridays during Lent. What is interesting is that the administration allows the continuing serving of meat and meat products in LaFortune--the Student Union--which houses a Burger King,

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An Open Note to Those Who Wield Power Over Syllabi and Other Assorted Torture Devices Hi. I appreciate the time you put into planning a class--no really I do! Having experienced the joy of teaching myself, as well as being the progeny of a teacher and dating a potential-teacher, I employ no snark in this commentary. However, I do have one helpful suggestion. When you expect students to be "

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Odds and Ends ...Remedies: We get a glance at Gallagher's past life in New York, inlcuding a negotiation with teamsters that apparently ended when the cigar-smoking head teamster smiled and said, "Don't worry, we got udda ways." ...I still suck at bowling. But at least some scary guy drinking a Bud wasn't trying to give me pointers. I bowled a grand 64 last night once again proving you can't

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Happy Fast Nacht/Puszici/Mardis Gras/Carnival! ...or here in South Bend--doughnut eating day. As of 1242 EST, I've eaten 2 whole doughnuts. Add that to the four cups of coffee I had this morning and poof: you've got the sugar/caffeine high from hell. I am invincible! Or I will be until aproximately 2 o'clock when my brain shuts off for class. Sigh. Onward ever onward...

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This Just In... ...A hearty welcome to all those newcomers to the Irish-Aggie News. A disclaimer, if you will: take the snark for what it's worth...a classmate/student/fellow human being's opinion. If it makes you laugh, great. If you don't get it, ask somebody. In any case...strap in and stay tuned, there's still 448 days till graduation.

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The Weekend that Was So I spent the greater part of yesterday either singing or preparing to sing. Yikes. Went with Miss DuLac herself to get shoes. In the process of trying on lucite wedges and conversing about the Mass, a salesperson overheard us and asked if we went to the local Baptist church. When we replied no, that we sang at Notre Dame, she said, "Oh. I went to a Catholic service

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Chaos Theory What happens when you cram the entire Sacred Heart Basilica Music Ministry into one room? Structured chaos. Last night we had practice for the Junior Parents weekend mass. All three Basilica choirs and the Glee Club and their directors came together for one glorious 90 minute rehearsal. The ladies of the WLC were extremely happy to be singing with BOYS. The glee club director,

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American History X Once again plumbing the depths of law school stupidity, I am not dissappointed. This gem was reported to me by a friend who overheard it in class. Alexander Hamilton, father of the federalist papers and proponent of American enterpeneurship, all around swashbuckler and hell-raiser, was apparently the topic of conversation. Referring to Hamilton's reputation as an avid

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And Now For Something Totally Different ...You thought it would never come. And yet I bring to you the first installment of The Common Good. Want the latest Law School Gossip/Rant? Same bat-time--Same bat-channel. Want to feed your head? Intelligent conversation is just a mouse click away.

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