Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. A word of advice: If you want to get something served with the sheriff's office in suffolk county (the county boston is in) apparently giving them 2 and a half weeks is not sufficient. Apparently, the proper method is to threaten to sue them for criminally negligent incompetence (which I am pretty sure is not an actual charge) and then threaten to go personally to their office, grab the paper work from them and serve the papers yourself, while proclaiming the incompetence of the sheriff's department to all who will listen. It is rather astounding how fast paperwork is found when said threats are made. Passive aggressive my bum...

In avoidance of my work, I took the book quiz:

You're Catch-22!

by Joseph Heller

Incredibly witty and funny, you have a taste for irony in all that you
see. It seems that life has put you in perpetually untenable situations, and your sense
of humor is all that gets you through them. These experiences have also made you an
ardent pacifist, though you present your message with tongue sewn into cheek. You
could coin a phrase that replaces the word "paradox" for millions of
people.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

And me as a country:

You're Canada!

People make fun of you a lot, but they're stupid because you've
got a much better life than they do.  In fact, they're probably just jealous.
 You believe in crazy things like human rights and health care and not
dying in the streets, and you end up securing these rights for yourself and
others.  If it weren't for your weird affection for ice hockey, you'd be
the perfect person.
Take
the Country Quiz at the href="http://bluepyramid.org">Blue Pyramid

Back in Boston! After a lovely weekend in White Plains, NY, I am back here to get my work done. Bleh. Well, we did not advance in the client counseling competition. But ironically, I am not all that upset. I am really not upset at all. In fact, I had a great time on the trip. I got a ton of good feedback from the judges, and some complements from the judges I spoke to separately. I also got to eat really really good food (read: lobster, lobster bisque, filet mignon and a chocolate mousse to DIE for!) and got to go shopping. I made some new friends, and I strengthened some other relationships. And, best of all, I got to take a little break. Sometimes I forget how much I like having a little break. And it is nice to get some complements about my legal abilities. Hell, I even feel just a little bit smarter. Life is grand, no?

btw, a belated happy v-day to everyone! If you wanna see a funny valentine's pic of me from college go here. It is a pic of me from when I was in the Vagina monologues.

So the Mass. Supreme Court "clarified" things for the legislature, explaining that no, no, silly politicians, you cannot get around the ruling from last fall, you must allow gay marriage. And, as per normal, the government's reaction was to essentially freak out. Not proper legal jargon, but a most appropriate phrase. Which brings me to my point. Why, exactly, does everyone care so much? The newspapers here are filled with talk of constitutional amendments, and "activist" judges. Personally? I say thank you activist judges. Thank you for doing what we haven't done. Although everyone keeps acting like these "activist" judges are a new phenomina. But our country's history is full of activist judges. Remember those wacky judges in Brown v. Board of Education? Or those crazy judges who ruled in Roe v. Wade? Or, more recently, the justices in the Texas sodomy case? In each case, the justices saw something very important in the case: that a voting minority was being deprived its basic rights under the constitution. African Americans being deprived equal rights, women being allowed to have some control of their bodies, and the right for all, including homosexuals, to have sexual relations to other consenting adults in the privacy of their own home. I don't quite understand why people act like this is such a radical idea. For anyone really against the work of the "activist" judge, I pose to you this question: if the tables were turned, and you were the one being deprived of a right everyone else got to have, wouldn't you be thanking those activist judges? Yeah, I would be too...

Oh yeah, I forgot to write this earlier. Jon and I are going to regionals for the Client Counseling competition. White Plains, NY here I come! WOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!!

We, as a nation, get worked up about some of the silliest things, don't we? In the past 5 days, I have seen more violence, more stupidity, and more complaining about one thing then I have in LONG time. What is this thing, you ask? The Super Bowl, of course. Being a current resident of the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts, and the grandiose collegetown that Boston really is, I have seen much violence and stupidity done in the name of a victory celebration. A student died, cars were flipped over and set on fire, and people, adults and students alike, were seen in all stages of drunken revelry. British soccer fans, look out! You've got nothing in the way of wreckage compared to the madness that is a happy Boston sports fan. Granted, this is not the first time this city has gone insane over sports. Something about Red Sox and a curse...

And then we have the super bowl itself. And in the course of one half time show, Janet Jackson flashed her boobs in a "costume malfunction" while a streaker broke through the crack security of the super bowl to "strut his stuff" (although CBS wouldn't let us see that...) First of all, what in the world is a costume malfunction? How exactly does clothing break? Folks, first of all, it is a boob. There are worst things in the world to see then 1 second of Janet Jackson's boob. Most of us see more then that on the T every day, even in the dead of winter. Mistake or not, is it really worth getting all up at arms about one flash of skin? Parents, if you think your kids have never seen boobs, they either have never seen TV, movies, or life in general, or you are in a complete state of denial. Should Janet have come running on stage with no shirt on? No, of course not. But accident or not, it was one second. The naked man should be the angry one. He was butt naked, and he didn't even get to be on TV (he can say he was tackled by a pro football player though, which is pretty cool in itself.)

In reality, what should we take away from all of this insanity? Folks, it is a game. It is entertainment. It is not about wrecking a town, getting into fights or protesting about tiny bits of skin. As a former athlete and a die hard hockey fan, I understand why you get excited about sports. Adrenaline, the clash of the top teams fighting for victory. Hell, that is why people used to watch battles back in the days of the civil war. A clash of the titans, as it were, is always exciting. But remember, when it all comes down to it. It is all about the entertainment. Boston fans, I admire your devotion to your team, but try not to level the city every time your teams do well. Heaven help us all if the curse is ever lifted...