Monday, July 2, 2012

Law School Killed My Mojo

Oh, hi there. You may or may not remember me. I used to post ramblings with some regularity, and you used to either suffer through them because you were my friend and wanted to make me feel better, or you saw it as a place to point and laugh and then feel pity. Either way, I'm baa-ack. Well, kind of. You see, I got through law school with most of my former self intact, save my blogging mojo. That went kaput even before my 1L year began. Oh, and my sense of humor, the little creativity I managed to eek out once in a while sewing crooked hems on too-small placemats and my ability to talk to lay people (yeah, you) about anything they are remotely interested in, with the exception of a Supreme Court ruling into which they think I have special insight because I took a Con Law class or two. I mean, yeah, I know what strict scrutiny is and who Wickard and Lopez were/are, but I read SCOTUSblog just like you (wait, what?). And now I'm studying for the Bar, which is three (3) weeks away (uh oh). And then I'll be free as a bird until I start work work working in November like I've apparently never work work worked before. So from the day the Bar ends - or two, depending on how long my mind grapes (copyright Emily Dreyfuss) decides it needs to recover from being dragged through days and days and days of battles with law thoughts - until I'm too busy doing doc review to entertain/bore you with my missives, I aim to blog once a day. We'll see how it goes. Just know. You've been warned.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

'Nuff Said

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Watermelon Lime Popsicles - Update

They were a minor hit, meaning only a few people stuck around long enough to try them. I think my friends were just humouring me, but even so, these friends were good enough to say the popsicles were "delicious." The sausages were better, but that was a given. Really, the best part of the entire night was when S played "Int'l Players Anthem: I Choose You" by UGK feat. Outkast. That's America. F. Yeah.

It's 12:51

Why do I hear fireworks? The incessant burst of fireworks at all hours - even hours during which you can't really see them - is one of the only things I HATE about the period of time surrounding Independence Day. Do I love America? Yes. I saw a fantastic bumper sticker on a pickup truck yesterday that had a picture of an American Indian with a caption that read: Don't love America? Fine, give it back. Tres magnifique.

Watermelon Lime Popsicles

I made some of these this morning to bring to a little Independence Day fete later on. I purchased the watermelon thinking it would be pink inside. No, it was yellow. I was somewhat shocked, but I guess maybe the miniature watermelons are always yellow? Who knows, I rarely buy watermelons. Because the melons tasted as sweet as I remember pink watermelons tasting, I kept them.

The only thing is, I don't think the ratio of lime to watermelon to sugar was quite right - the mixture tasted a touch...bland...or not quite limey enough but also not quite watermeloney enough. I don't eat popsicles very often, and the ones I used to eat came in a long plastic tube and didn't taste like anything but high fructose corn syrup (e.g. delicious!) with orange/purple/red/blue/green flavoring, whatever that is. The point being, I didn't know what they were supposed to taste like. I'll report back in a few hours.

Baked Eggy Goodness



I finally acquired some ramekins and had to use them immediately in order to justify paying the $3 and change at the hardware store. So I baked some eggs with asparagus, parmesan and sea salt (and a dash of the best milk ever, Straus whole). I only used two eggs, but somehow, before I knew it, the ramekin was overflowing with baked eggy goodness. I think I overcooked the eggs a touch, but the great thing about baking eggs is that they still remain quite moist.

Sidebar: that word always feels so dirty whenever I write it, but sadly, there is no other way to appropriately describe the state of the egg dish.

Speaking of sidebars, did you know that that is actually a legal term? During my first week as a summer clerk for a judge, an attorney asked the judge if he could "have a sidebar." Who knew? Now you do.

Anyway, I think next time I'll add some hot pepper flakes and perhaps some pesto. Yum.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

World Cuppage

I haven't been obsessed with the World Cup like some people. I saw the US v. Ghana game (tear) and am now watching the Argentina v. Gernmany game (I happened to wake up early so I decided to watch). I sadly missed the Ghana v. Uruguay game yesterday and cannot share in the cultural moment that people might be discussing for a week (they were robbed [I heard]!).

I don't know a thing about soccer, except that Cacau isn't playing today for some reason (Cacau! Cacau! Kakaw Kakaw!) and that I should, but for some reason do not, have a drink in my hand. I just realized it's half time so maybe I'll go get some grapefruit juice and make a salty dog.

This streaming-thought-blog post was brought to you by - dammit! The game is back on now I can't get any grapefruit juice! Balderdash! Mist! Sheizer! Mierda!