Monday, January 31

Yeah, I'm still here 

Sorry for the lack of posting.

Last week ended rather uneventfully and then I was in Houston over the weekend (sister in law turned 40= Big Partay).

Anyhow, not a whole lot going on...just reading for school. I have some thoughts for future posts bouncing around in my head, maybe I'll get 'em written in the next couple of days.

Here's something you didn't know: On this day, Jan 31, two years ago Mrs. Coob and I closed on our house. It happened on a Friday and ended a rollercoaster of a week. Anyhow, we love the Casa de Coob.


Wednesday, January 26

Trampled Under Foot 

Hump day already? Damn this week is flying by!!

Since I missed classes most of last week, I had a case or two (or fiddy) to read to catch up with my fellow classmates, so it's taken me until today to feel "caught up", which for me actually means "slightly ahead". For example, I don't have to read for Torts tomorrow because I was able to 'read ahead' last night, but mainly because the prof was going Turtle Speed today so we didn't cover much.

Before this semester started I thought this one would be easier than the Fall. I mean, no Con Law, right?!? Well, I didn't take into consideration the extra class we picked up (an elective- Brief Writing for me), or the fact that last semester I could get away with not reading or just lightly-lightly skimming for one class (Contracts). Anyhow, the bottom line is that I was wrong: for those reasons and others (journal, baseball season, etc) this semester won't be easier than last.

But that's why we have beer and music, right?

One last note on grades, and for those of you who are currently applying/waiting to hear back- listen up! Just remember: C= credit and D= degree.


Sunday, January 23

Vegas, baby. Vegas!! 

Today's Legal News is brought to you by the letters T and A:

Nev. Judge Throws Out Anti-Lap-Dance Law

LAS VEGAS - A Las Vegas law prohibiting strippers from fondling customers during lap dances is unconstitutionally vague, a judge ruled. District Court Judge Sally Loehrer affirmed a lower court ruling that as many as five misdemeanor criminal cases filed against Las Vegas strippers should be dismissed.

I have nothing to add at this time...


Saturday, January 22

Back in town 

Don't pay the ransom, kids. I escaped and have returned home safe and somewhat sound.

Had a great time, especially since I wasn't sitting in class.

Got the last two grades. Surprised by both. I guess I am now a follower in the 'Grade Assignment Is Random' school of thought. Before I started school (back in August), I met with some attorney friends of mine. I was seeking any and all advice on law school and how to handle it. One of my friends talked about the grading method of law profs, better known as The Staircase Method. He explained The Staircase Method as the prof standing at the top of staircase in his/her house and then throwing all the exams of their students in the air and down the staircase. Each stair is designated with a grade and whichever stair your exam lands on determines your grade. No rhyme or reason to it.

After the first semester, I can't say I disagree with the notion that this method is used. The exam I felt I did worst on resulted in my highest grade (which isn't saying much) and the exam I felt best about when turning it in resulted in a very disappointing grade. I'd like to know the method of the madness, but I doubt I'll ever learn it.


Wednesday, January 19

Don't stay up late and there's food in the fridge 

The first day of the semester was yesterday and classes went well. It felt good to start to get back into the swing of things. It was so mentally taxing, though, that I've decided to take the rest of the week off.

I'm, as Larry would say, "leaving the Republic" for a couple of days. If you need me tonight, I can be found here. Otherwise I'll be back in a few days.

By the way, I think I mentioned in a earlier post that I submitted a paper as part of a Winter write-on competition. This write-on was not for The Journal, but a different one. Anyhow, I made it. What's that old Groucho saying? Something about not wanting be a member of a club that'll accept him as a member...

Y'all stay out of trouble while I'm gone.


Monday, January 17

Weekend Wrap-up 

Nice little three day weekend. Friday, Mrs. Coob and I joined some friends at the downtown Alamo Drafthouse for Mr. Sinus Theater, which is a live version of the old Mystery Science Theater (where the three robot thingymajigs cracked wise about the movie of the day, inserting dialogue and generally ripping on the acting, plot, writing, etc). The feature film and subject of the comedians this night was Britney’s own Crossroads. Freakin’ hilarious. I hadn’t laughed that hard and that much in years. It was awesome. E. Spat, you woulda loved it.

Sat, ran some errands…Home Depot, Bed, Bath and Beyond…the usual. Met some other friends for dinner and another movie, Spanglish. Chick flick. Guys and manly women, stay away.

Sun saw some Chicken Shit Bingo action at Ginny’s Little Longhorn Saloon. G, one of my best good friends in the whole world, won the second round. Mmm…cheap beer and free chili dogs.

Today was rather tame- mainly, getting ready for a trip later this week and also for class tomorrow.

Thassright, the Spring Semester begins tomorrow. On deck for this semester: Criminal Law, Civil Procedure, Torts, Brief Writing and Oral Advocacy, and the second half of Legal Research and Writing.

I better get back to readin’. Will holler at you cats later.


Saturday, January 15

Need some advice 

So I'm thinking of joining the 21st Century hipsters by getting an iPod. I can't decide whether to get a mini-iPod (4 gigs) or shell out the extra fiddy bucks and get the big boy iPod (20 gigs). I just can't fanthom ever needing, much less listening to 10,000 songs. Usually during the commute to and from campus I listen to the local sports talkradio station. I figure I can use this iPod during road trips, while at home on the home stereo system (with the proper supporting attachments), on planes, and in the library. The mini can hold, I think, 70 hours of music, which seems more than enough to me. In my 30 years I haven't taken a 70 hour road trip or a 7o hour flight and I'll be damned if I'm ever in the library for 70 consecutive hours. And if I get tired of some or all of the music that I have on it, can't I just replace those songs with others? Kinda rotate them in and out. Also, I know the extra space can come in handy in that you can use it to store files, but seriously, what kind of files are so important that I'll want them on the iPod and not on my laptop?

What do y'all think?


Friday, January 14

Random thoughts... 

Second grade came in today. Again, I didn't make my target grade and I've made peace with the fact that I probably won't in my other classes either. So be it. Things could still be a hell of a lot worse than they are now.

Got a haircut this morning. Or, depending on how you want to look at it- I got them all cut. Yet another way- I got my ears lowered.

But that's not the point. As I sat in the chair, I noticed that my forehead seems to be growing larger. It takes longer strands of hair to achieve the dorky style in which I like to wear my hair. In short the hairline is retreating live Brave Sir Robin. I'm also aware of this, ahem, spot that is especially thin on the back of my head...been thinning for while. Well, while the lady was trimming my hair, she felt it necessary to inform me that she didn't cut/touch that thinning area. I believe her words were, "I didn't cut in that part. No need to".

When I went through chemo (I have told y'all I'm a cancer survivor, right?), I lost hair left and right. I'd take off a ballcap and there'd be bushels of hair in the inside lining of the cap. Anyhow, it didn't take long for me to become bald, which I liked. I found that chicks dug it. Always rubbing my head. A few times I was even mistaken for a 'dealer' at a particular bar off of 6th St.

Anyhow, it appears that it's only a matter of time until I rejoin the ranks of the Beautiful Bald Brotherhood.


TGI Friday!!! 

Woo-hoo!! Friday's here. But seeing how I've been on break for about a solid month now, why am I so excited about the weekend being here?

Anyhoo, TGI Friday's...used to work at one while in undergrad...actually I've worked at a few including one in Atlanta, Ga. and Destin, Fl. during the summer of '96. Another story for another day.

I had the coldest, greatest Guinness of this young year yesterday afternoon. Few things in life can compare with a well poured Guinness. Few.


Thursday, January 13

First grade's in 

Got an email from Prof. Property a while ago notifying the class that she had turned in our grades and that they're also posted outside her office (in case we wanted to check sooner and not wait for the admin folks to post the grades online).

So, I hopped into the X and rolled to campus, parked and went to her office.

Needless to say I didn't make my target grade, but it wasn't a lost cause either. We had a writing assignment that comprised 20% of our grade, and I knew when I turned mine in that the paper wasn't very good. I had no idea how bad it actually was. Oh well, live and learn.

With regards to the final itself, I quickly glanced at it and thumped through it for a few minutes. All in all, not bad. Not great, but not bad.

Anyhow, I think I'll sign-up for one of those slots to visit and go over my exam and paper. I figure at this point I need all the help I can get.

Last thing: this class, Property, was my strongest. At least I felt it was. Since I didn't reach my target grade in this class, what does it mean for the other classes in which I wasn't nearly as prepared and confident?

And speaking of confidence, mine's kinda shot right now. I'm in the process of writing this write-on paper for a journal...the deadline's tomorrow and I all I can think now is, 'if I screwed up a real-life paper that was part of my grade (in my favorite class, no less), what's to say I won't screw the pooch on this write-on paper and become the laughing stock of the journal members?'

Eff it, I need a beer...


Wednesday, January 12

Eff you, Blackboard!! 

Officially added to the List of Things I Hate:

- Blackboard. Why must you mock me so? I've been nothing but nice. As the dude in Footloose says after he beats his ex-girlfriend, "I treated you decent!!".


Tuesday, January 11

And they're back... 

"If you can't steal their money, drink their wiskey, and screw their women, then you don't belong in Texas politics."
- Anonymous

The 79th Legislative Session of the Texas Legislature has begun. For those who don't know, the Texas Legislature (House and Senate) meets for 140 days in odd numbered years. That's right: 140 days every 2 years to screw things up. There's an old joke around the Capitol in Austin that perhaps the framers of the Texas Constitution meant for the Legislature to meet for 2 days every 140 years.

Anyhow, this is the first session since 1997 (75th Legislative Session) that I won't be involved in some manner. In the past I've worked in various capacities in the Legislative and Executive branches of the state government. It's going to be hard to sit on the sidelines and watch things happen. This session should be another fun one. I'll try and keep y'all up to speed as to what's happening.

Those of you in Austin: the House can be viewed on Time Warner's Channel 6 and the Senate on Channel 22.


Monday, January 10

Monday, Schmunday 

Officially added to the list of things I hate:

- Not having grades
- Leaves. Perhaps I should be more specific: I hate raking leaves. I spent too much time yesterday afternoon raking 10 bags of leaves on the front lawn of the Casa de Coob.

Mrs. Coob and I saw Ocean's 12 over the weekend. Neither of us went into the theater expecting too much, so I think it was easy for us to like the movie. It's not as good as the first, which I think was waaaay better than the Rat Pack original (I know, I know...), but it was enjoyable.

Picked up Tom Wolfe's latest, I Am Charlotte Simmons. I'm still working on Ghost Wars...I'm about 40% of the way through it. I'd be finished if it wasn't for this write-on paper I've been kinda working on the past few days. There's a journal that actually allows 1Ls to write-on for the Spring semester, so I figure I'll give it a shot. I'll resume the book reading once I finish the paper, which hopefully will be within the next couple of days. Till then, I'll be crazy-writing like a journalism major and playing blackjack online.


Sunday, January 9

The Real World 

For those who care, MTV's The Real World is filming the next season here in Austin, which will be the smallest city used as a location for the RW cast to date.

I'm sure most of you have your favorite casts. I happened to like the cast of the original in New York, the London cast, the Boston cast, and the New Orleans cast. Oh yeah, how I could forget the Vegas cast? Wild childs, that cast was.

Anyhow, the cast has been...well, cast, and filming is set to begin sometime in mid to late January. Local radio stations and tv newscrews are trying to find out where the cast will live while here. Rumors are flying- top of the new Hilton, in one of the new lofts downtown, a lakehouse, a house in the hills. The local NBC affiliate has just reported that they're confident the housing location for the cast is in a downtown warehouse (3rd and San Jacinto) that is in the process of being gutted and rebuilt. Something about the mixed stories they're receiving from people entering and leaving the site, the various out of state plates on vehicles, all the cameras and tech equipment, etc.

But, really, who knows? And more importantly, who cares? Besides me.



Still no grades. For my section as least. I know a couple of the other sections have at least one grade, but not Section 3.

I don't know why I check to see if they're posted on the eights (X:08, X:18, X:28, X:38, etc) every waking hour of every day. Hell, maybe I do.

Alls I know is that I'm tired of having these dreams. Not the one where I'm in front of a class naked and the laughing stock of the class because my chest tat reads Amor vincit omnia. No, these dreams deal with law school grades. A while back I awoke in a cold sweat in the wee hours of the moring, thinking I had indeed miserably failed the Contracts final exam. I mean totally bombed it, to the tune of a 54. How I arrived at a numerical number when, I believe, we receive letter grades I don't know. But it messed with my mind for a couple of days. And last night I had this vivid dream where I didn't fare much better on my Property exam, which really bummed me out because that's a 5 credit course.

Oh well, at least I know that I have no grades as of 7:48am.


Tuesday, January 4

What's shakin', bacon? 

Not too much here.

I bought my books for the Spring semester earlier today. On a scale of 1-10, with 10 being the most, how much of a gunner does this make me?

Ryne Sandberg has been voted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. Yippee!!! Ryno was a great player and deserves this honor. Mrs. Coob and I have this friendly little thing going on between us because she's such a huge fan of Bill Doran, former second baseman of the Houston Astros. Doran was ok, but he paled in comparison to Ryno.

I guess it's time for me to develop, or rather, show my ass crack, because I'm about to undertake a minor home improvement project that deals with plumbing. So, tomorrow I'll be sporting a plumber's Coob crack while I get in touch with my inner Mario (think Nintendo...he was a plumber, 'member?).

Still no grades. Grrrr. C'mon Prof K, we took the damned thing almost a month ago and there were only about 60 of us in the class...what's the holdup, bub?


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