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Fast Food Linked To Obesity And Diabetes. And in other news, dihydrogen monoxide has been linked to drowning.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 19:31


Friday, December 31, 2004  

 
I've figured out what it is that bothers me about Spooner's objection to the oath of office for attorneys. The oath does not in any way imply that lawyers are by nature more dishonest than other professions. We are required to swear that we will behave honorably because we are in a position of trust. We are fiduciaries to our clients, and to the Commonwealth. Thus, we are held to a higher ethical standard than the average person. The oath is necessary to ensure that we consent to be held to such a standard.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 15:34


Thursday, December 30, 2004  

 
Cheerios are utterly wonderful. That is all.

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Merry Christmas!

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Saturday, December 25, 2004  

 
Not remotely surprising, but still kind of a hoot. We wantsss it, my preciousss...

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 10:24


Wednesday, December 22, 2004  

 
Pwned by Christmas (A heartwarming holiday tale)
by Azeraphel Lorekeeper, husband of Froggi

I completely lose at Christmas.
Here I was, thinking that I had figured out a great gift for Froggi. It was great. Something I knew she wanted, but that I would be happy with too. The full-on, big-bad, ultra-extended Lord of the Rings trilogy.

I've got the bundle in my jacket tonight, waiting for Rebecca to come pick me up. As I head out to the car, our eyes meet, and in a flash of insight, I realize a lot of distressing things. (Seriously, these realizations took mere seconds.)

1) She has sized up the package in my jacket, and has realized the possibility that we may have gotten each other the same thing. This leads to:
2) We probably did. That's exactly the sort of thing that she'd be likely to get for me/us, since I don't like stuff, she often gets "family" presents, which I'm cool with. This led to realizations 3 and 4, as follows:
3) She definitely bought hers first, and
4) She almost certainly paid less.
This leads to the conclusion:
5) I have to take mine back, she still gets what she wants, and I now have four days to find another gift. I am totally pwned. Christmas [bleep]ing sucks.

Ho, ho, ho.


  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 19:26


Tuesday, December 21, 2004  

 
Very clever bit of marketing in this law firm's holiday cards. (Link from ABA Journal e-report.)

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Ooh! Shiny! It's a site with links to pdfs of the original documents at issue in several leading First Amendment cases. From - where else? - Eugene Volokh, over at the conspiracy of the same name.

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Start here, read through today. Funny, even if you don't know the characters.

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What is wrong with people? This is the first I've heard that the victim and murderer knew each other, but still nothing to suggest a motive more complicated than that she wanted the baby.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 15:03



 
Woo-hoo! Already available for pre-order at amazon.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 13:14



 
Well, now we know where we can lay the blame for the bar exam. From a letter to the Members of the Legislature of Massachusetts, written by Lysander Spooner, dated Wednesday, August 26, 1835:

[T]he Supreme Judicial Court have established such rules (see Bigelow’s Digest – Title, Consellors and Attorneys,) that is now necessary for a graduate to spend three years, and a non-graduate five years, in the study of the law, before he can be admitted to practise in the Common Pleas, and then to practise four years in the Common Pleas before he can be admitted a Counsellor of the Supreme Court.

These rules, as to the time of study, are peremptory – and the custom is (whether the rules contemplated it or not,) after this time has been nominally passed in study or in idleness, to admit the applicant as a matter of course, without any further inquiry as to his attainments. It is true that the persons, with whom he has studies, certify that he has been “diligent” in the pursuit of the education proper for his profession – but this certificate is no evidence that such has been the fact, and is not so considered by the Bar, because it is given, and it is understood to be given, indiscriminately, as well to those who have been grossly and notoriously negligent, as to those who have been diligent. So that, in fact, the time and money, expended in nominally preparing for the profession, and not the acquirements or capacity of the candidate, constitute the real criterion, by which he is tries when he applies for admission.
(Emphasis in the original.)

In answer to Nik's charge that I have too much time on my hands (which is true, too), I was looking for the full text of the oath I took last week. Which I seem to have totally failed to mention. I took the oath of office last Monday, so now I'm licensed to practice in Massachusetts. It contains the word "lucre," which brings to mind images of serious men in pinstriped suits, wearing tri-corner hats and weilding a cutlass in one hand and a briefcase in the other. "Arr! We be comin' to serve this summons upon ye!" Come to think of it, a briefcase isn't a bad off-hand weapon, and it doubles as a shield. The full oath is lurking in the Spooner piece, too:
[The attorney swears he] will do no falsehood, nor consent to the doing of any in the Court, that he will not wittingly or wittingly promote or sue any false, groundless or unlawful suit, nor give aid or consent to the same; that he will delay no man for lucre or malice; but will conduct, in the office of an attorney within the Courts, according to the best of his knowledge and discretion, and with all good fidelity, as well to the Courts as to his clients.


And speaking of pinstripes, I got a new suit before the swearing-in ceremony. It is pinstriped, and it has a long skirt. I think the skirt is supposed to hit a few inches above the ankle, which is not quite as long as I prefer, so Kristen had the rather brilliant idea to get the regular length skirt, rather than the petite. (Hooray for separates!) It's made of wool, and just enough lycra to make it a little stretchy and a lot wrinkle-resistant. A suit that does not need to be ironed every time you wear it is a wonderful thing. I asked Nik how I looked this morning, and he said, "Like a very pretty mob-lawyer." I guess I see people in pinstripes a bit more often than he does.

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Monday, December 20, 2004  

 
Maybe this is how Morpheus kept those super-cool shades on.

(Link pilfered from Dave Barry's Blog.)

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I've figured out something important about myself: I am way more productive in front of a computer if I've gotten outside and done something physical beforehand.

And, courtesy of the gmail sidebar links, which noticed we were talking about gifts, I give you Quaint and quirky gifts for the guys, which includes such things as Guinness glasses with old ads on them, very cool, and reasonably priced at $29.99 for a set of four; and the "Chill n Grill":

A stainless steel gas grill, food prep cabinet, large Coleman cooler and an AM-FM-CD stereo with speakers. The whole contraption hitches to a truck or SUV for hosting the hottest tailgating party.
A bargain, I'm sure, at $2,195.00.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 13:16


Friday, December 17, 2004  

 
What is it that possesses us to want to buy six rolls of wrapping paper every year? I had to exercise serious restraint not to buy more wrapping paper this year, since not only do we still have lots from last year, but I knew where I had stashed it for safe-keeping. Nik doesn't understand how well-behaved this makes me. I did buy ribbon, though. Truth be told, having lots of shiny ribbon fills the void of using only last year's wrapping paper remarkably well.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 17:12


Thursday, December 16, 2004  

 
Over at Volokh, Orin Kerr wrote a fun fisking of an article by a conservative professor, and how very discriminated against he feels.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 13:39



 
Lileks is irked by the absence of Christmas cheer. Or rather that no one is 'fessing up to having Christmas cheer. I feel much the same way. People who say "Merry Christmas" are being nice. They are not threatening to burn you at the stake if you don't celebrate Christmas. I'm not Christian, but I still call it Christmas, and give people Christmas presents. When expressing holiday cheer, and wishing it upon others, it's about even odds whether I'll say "Merry Christmas," "Happy Holidays," or "Happy Capitalism Day." Ok, the last one not so much anymore, because it is a mite disrespectful.

Christmas has become very secularized. Rudolph was not one of the animals hanging out in the stable watching a young virgin give birth to a Messiah. Santa Claus started out as a religious figure, as evidenced by the title, but he has long since ceased to have much reigious significance. (People do still celebrate the feast of Saint Nikolaus on December sixth, but Santa Claus and Saint Nikolaus are no longer the same mythic figure.) Christmas trees, as with all the best Catholic traditions, started out Pagan. Yuletide, which has come to mean Christmas, is way older.

Rant, rant. Babble babble.

And it all connects up with my general lack of patience with people not liking other people to do nice things for the sake of political correctness. E.g., people who offer to pray for you are expressing their support for you, and the prayer won't do you any harm; beating nice young men on the nose with rolled-up newspapers for holding the door discourages politeness. That one in particular really makes me mad, because it's basic good manners to hold the door for the next person coming through it. I have actually had men ask permission to open doors for me, and apologetically say that they're not implying that I can't open doors for myself before I even get the chance to smile and thank them.


  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 15:33


Wednesday, December 15, 2004  

 
Man Bites Dog. People are weird.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 14:24



 
From Dori, this is my "three things" list. I do not cut to spare the eyes of the uninterested on the grounds that if you are uninterested, you are fully capable of wandering off to another page, or scrolling down. (Though to be kind to the uninterested, I will let you know that I haven't posted since Thursday's wine stuff.)

The Three Things "Meme"


THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Rebecca
2. Froggi
3. bekki

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Froggi
2. Rebeccafrog
3. Orisfrog (Oris is my middle name. Frog is so people would know it was me. BU had an eight character limit.)

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I have pretty hair
2. I have a knack for pairing wine and food
3. I am a good cook

THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. The frequency with which the phrase "that sounded way better in my head" is applicable. (Mmm... taaasty feeet.)
2. A distinct lack of focus
3. My left knee. (Injured it in high school. It hurts off and on. Tonight is "on," but at least tonight it only hurts when I demand unreasonable things of it, such as supporting my weight.)

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. English (Roughly half)
2. Norwegian (Roughly a quarter)
3. Danish (Exactly a quarter)
(And just for fun, I'm 1/32 French Canadian -- I've never been entirely clear why "French Canadian," and not "French" -- and 1/64 Chrerokee.)

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Oversized creepy-crawlies. Anything bigger than about a quarter of an inch is for Nik to kill.
2. Swarms. Anything that comes in multitudes, be it ants, spiders, birds, lemmings or people.
3. Job interviews -- with Dori on this one all the way

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Tea
2. Internet connection
3. Papasan chair with fuzzy blanket

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. No pants! (It's four in the morning. Plus, it's fun to say.)
2. Blue t-shirt that reads, "Natural 20." Nik got it at GenCon.
3. Diamond earrings. (The wedding ring is kind of a given.)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS (or artists(at the moment)):
1. Dar Williams
2. Suzanne Vega
3. Barenaked Ladies

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. "The Beauty of the Rain" -- Dar Williams
2. "Elf's Lament" -- BNL
3. "God Rest Ye Merrry Gentlemen/We Three Kings" -- BNL & Sarah McLaughlin

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Wine made from something unexpected
2. Consistent meal planning
3. Learning to use and care for a gun

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (love is a given):
I too am lucky enough to have all of these things
1. Open and honest communication
2. Mutual emotional support, and encouragement
3. A high level of comfort with each other

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
1. I hate Chardonnay
2. I took Organic Chemistry for fun
3. I double-majored in French and Philosophy

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Tallness. (At 5'2", it is important that I have someone who can reach high shelves for me.)
2. Evidence of lack of my own genetic defects (I actually asked Nik about his family's medical history long before we got married)
3. Interesting scars

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. Make a flaky pie crust
2. Cease to be a n00bler -- I will always suck at computer games, even the ones I enjoy.
3. Sleep (at night) with any light in the room (oddly, daytime naps are ok, but at night, all light must be blocked)

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE PASTIMES:
1. Reading fantasy and science fiction novels
2. Travel
3. Baking

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. SLEEP!!!
2. Get rid of this headache.
3. Find a job.

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Lawyer
2. Librarian
3. Bookshop proprietress

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION HOLIDAY:
1. Scotland
2. Sweden (or anywhere else in the Arctic Circle at midsummer)
3. France

THREE KIDS' NAMES:
1. Susan (it was Nik's mom's name)
2. Oris (my paternal grandmother's name; given that everyone who would have actually known its origin is dead, I have decided that it's a variation of Iris. "Orris" is the word for iris root.)
3. Karl (my father's older brother, who is still alive)
The trouble with being the second youngest of eight, is that my siblings have already used most of the good family names for their kids.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Create something that people will remember me by.
2. Visit all of the major named museums in the world. (By which I mean whose names most people will recognize, e.g., the Hermitage, the Louvre, etc. Drawing a blank on names at the moment. I should make a list. I should also qualify this one by saying that I'm not terribly interested in "modern art," so MoMA in New York and the Centre Pompidou in Paris are not on the list.)
3. Set foot on every continent. Thus far, I've just been to North America and Europe.


  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 03:53


Tuesday, December 14, 2004  

 
An analysis of how the individual justices are likely to decide on the wine case, posted the day before the oral arguments. Todd Zywicki, the author of said analysis, also has written Wine War essays, which I have not yet had a chance to peruse.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 14:11


Thursday, December 09, 2004  

 
Dahlia Lithwick on the Interstate Wine Shipping case. I think the retailers have a good case. Essentially, the states' argument is that the 21st Amendment allows them to regulate wine coming into the state any way they see fit, including prohibiting out-of-state retailers from shipping directly to consumers while permitting in-state retailers to do the same. The retailers' argument is that the Commerce Clause prohibits this sort of discrimination against out-of-state businesses. The states reply that alcohol is different from normal commerce. I'll be interested to see how this comes out, because Massachusetts has the same law that is being challenged in New York and Michigan.

(I would have found the article on my own sooner or later, but to be fair, Eugene Volokh did point it out before I'd seen it.)

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 13:44



 
Also from Mr. Kerr, is this gem, which I sincerely hope is a true story.

  posted by Rebecca Comments-[ comments.] @ 13:36



 
Hilarious. There is sound that starts almost right away. (Link from Orin Kerr over at Volokh.)

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