Enter Procrastination, Stage Left

Procrastination, unfailing herald of Exam Season. As my spotty blog history might suggest, Exam Season is roughly coterminous with a desperate desire to do anything but study. Poor is the mind that cannot come up with something more interesting than outlining, and law school doesn't usually attract the mental slouches. Today, though I was able to come close to finishing a Con Law outline and to make inroads on one for Contracts II: Contract Harder, in the meantime I found myself researching the history of aircraft carriers. And no, I am not taking Admiralty.

This afternoon when preparing to heat up some Campbell's soup for lunch, I experienced a revolt of the stomach (or taste buds), demanding immediate cheap Chinese food. I obliged by making my way to Taiwan Garden on Ivy. Total hole in the wall (完全漏洞在墙壁里). The food was tasty and a good value but nothing to wax poetic on. The lunch special was $4.50 and included a lunch entree (Amazing Chicken; their words, not mine), fried rice, egg roll, and soft drink. The egg roll was actually quite good and the rice - well, it's hard to mess up rice - but the sauce on the Amazing Chicken didn't really grab me. B+ (on the law school curve)

No, not a plongeur...

First question: I'm sure we're all familiar with the game at the grocery store where you try to find the combination of just two items that will most cause out the register clerk to look twice. If not, go here for the general idea and hover over the picture (to see the "alt" text). That is obviously the winning answer as far as I'm concerned (at least, for a guy), but I submit to you my own entry:

one box of butterscotch pudding cups and a plunger.

I suppose mine's more incongruent than it is anything else, but I should get points at least for it being unintentional, as I was at the store to buy both of those things and only those things.

He's a ghost...who writes!

A bunch of us had a law school party last night to celebrate both the lifting of the ban on contacting legal employers and the instantiation of the new Federal Rules of Civil Procedure. Somewhere along the way, the majority of us gave up on envelope-stuffing and sat through the entire first story arc of the Ghostwriter TV show from the early Nineties. Jonathan at least had never seen the show before and I had only seen the occasional episode (I wasn't allowed to watch it growing up because of the occult overtones).

Oh, had we missed out.

Among many unintentionally hilarious moments, I particularly enjoyed when one character said, of quarters, "They're kind of like money!"

Were we incredibly loopy when we watched this? Goodness yes, it was almost midnight before we finished and most of us had been writing cover letters or stuffing envelopes most of the day. Was it also some of the most fun we've had at law school? Undoubtedly so.