What's a FIP?

FIP... it's a law school's way of torturing its students during the summer when we're not paying to be tortured. Think of it as a 2 for 1 special. So I spent 4 hours today uploading resumes and writing cover letters and "bidding" on 16 firms so I might get an interview at the end of August, which may lead to a call back interview, which eventually has the possibility of turning into a job offer for next summer. It is the ultimate in pre-planning. Not only do I have any clue what I am doing this fall, I have no desire to decide now what I am doing next summer, 10 months away!

Hopefully I will get at least one interview and that will make all the time spent on this venture worth it. Of course instead of the hours spent sorting firms, researching firms, writing cover letters and reformatting that 5 point space in my resume I'm sure I could have done something more productive. Like blogging, since I've been quite a slacker about keeping up with this site lately. On a happier note, school starts in 4 weeks, so I'll be back to blogging regularly while waiting for a professor to say something interesting.

Different topic: the weather here sucks. Why is it always hot or raining? It seems like every time we have a thunderstorm we lose our power, so not only is it hot outside, it is hot inside since the A/C doesn't work! And then I have to reset all the clocks. That's asking a lot I think. Pepco needs to get its act together.

Topic #3: One week from now I will be sitting in a restaraunt, enjoying a price-fixe menu during Restaraunt Week! Very exciting! Then the next day I get to head home! Yeah Buffalo! I am seriously craving some decent wings and roast beef on weck. Hopefully while I'm home my friend will have her baby, she's due on my birthday, which I think would be pretty cool if I shared my birthday with somebody exactly 25 years younger than me. Besides, it'll just me a reason to spoil the kid!

That's all for now, I'm still waiting to see how the chips fall around John Roberts before making a decision about whether I like him or not. Give me a couple days to Google him and come up with something good or bad, then I'll get back to you!

Summer '05 Update

So we made it to Mt. Vernon, and now a trip to Ocean City is in the works. Exciting!!! What else? Oh, I spent July 4th being a tourist, yes I went to the mall, yes there were a ton of people, yes it was hot. But now that I did it, I don't have to do it again! Happy! It's much better watching the concert at the Capitol on PBS, it's not so great in person. You can't channel surf when Barry Bostwick is saying something stupid or some actress is trying to dance like she's 20 years younger than she is when you're sitting on the steps of the Capitol.

So apparently Restaraunt Week is coming up, so I need to look into that and figure out where the heck we're going to enjoy that... maybe I can con someone else into that research project. The cruise director portion of my summer is becoming a little tiring. There are only so many things I can plan!! I enjoy planning things, but I may be in a little over my head soon!

That said... off to find more fun for Summer '05... I think I may need to start a Supreme Court pool.... anyone interested?

Tucker Carlson has Gotten Fat!

In desperation looking for Friday night TV I stumbled upon Tucker Carlson's show on MSNBC. A morbid sense of curiousity overtook me and I watched just to see what the heck Tucker has done with himself since Crossfire was cancelled. Let me tell you, it's not pretty. The difference between the promo photo of Tucker and what he looks like now is vast. He's put on about 50 pounds and he needs a haircut. What happened to the scrawny bow-tie wearing dork? Has MSNBC fattened him up so he looks like the rest of the white Republican conservatives?? What was even worse was the fact that his guest was Pat Buchanan, who talked about the terrorist attacks in London and the possible retirement of Rehnquist all in the same breath. Wait, even worse than that: Tucker was broadcasting from London, where it's about 3 am, and all he could say about being in the city was that he was cold. Not that he felt the sadness or resilency of the British people, or any insightful observation about the effects of terrorism on the entire world. No, the man is cold and he needs to complain about it.

Tucker, Tucker, Tucker. You should call up James Carville. You were much better when he was belittling you. I'm not sure you can carry a news show by yourself.