Accidental Entertainment in the Music Underground

 

I love my roomate. He is so full of really awesome stories like this one about a show he played in Louisville: “…the band we were playing with got kicked out & banned by the owner.  That was actually really hilarious, because they were awesome.  They were spreading cake on each other’s naked torsos and licking it off each other, and they crucified a stuffed animal bunny rabbit and played some really disturbing video footage.  It was like a movie, where the big shot guy with the designer scarf came in and did the whole “get the hell out of my club!” thing.  The band was just kids and had no experience with these things, so I reminded the owner of the contracts that were signed on the night of the show and got the kids paid.  That was great.  The owner apologized for telling me to get out of his face after everything had settled.  Music is such a silly world sometimes.”

It sucks that Kristen is gone because…

-i have to score my own pivot tables

-i have to go to Dunkin Donuts alone sometimes

-teasing nana about breaking Francois seems less relevant

-Nalan has lost an important voice of reason and is thus more likely to make bad decisions as to her romantic life (guess who she brought to my bar exam party….eww!)

-she missed the story about the African doctor who gave birth to Nana and left a hole in his head

-Henry has nobody to talk about nerdy IT stuff with

-lots of other reasons that are near and dear to our hearts at BCAST.

WE LOVE YOU KRISTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! poop on Tyson’s for stealing you!

Lights and Tunnels

• it may be that passing the VA bar exam will result in nothing but rejection letters from a yet another jurisdiction’s potential employers, but i nonetheless hold out hope that the months i spent studying for that damn exam will be worth it somehow.
• i have come to realize that the only way to survive my current job is to apply for at least one new job every day. today i applied for a position with Americans United for Separation of Church & State. dare i dream to escape this cube and do something challenging, meaningful, and relevant to my educational background?!?! the mere though of it gives me a workgasm…a reaction similar in nature to orgasm caused by the excitement associated with a substantially improved work environment.
• dismal news…big fancy firms (example: cadwalader wickersham and taft) are firing attorneys. firms are revoking job offers to recent graduates from top law schools. if these people cant make it in the current legal job market, what the hell am i gonna do?! surely if the fancy firms are feeling the strain of our economy then the public interest and government entities are feeling it even more. hopefully the light at the end of this tunnel will come soon, but i fear it wont be until after january 20, 2009 

Roanoke

This place is a total shithole. It’s basically a bunch of concrete and dishevelled shit orbiting around one giant strip mall in the middle of nowhere. The fanciest restaurant in town is the Olive Garden where tonite I paid someone $18 to thaw out some shrimp and dump it over noodles. The only place with any potential is Thelma’s Chicken & Waffles – a diner across the street which might at least offer some local culture…and I use the word “culture” loosely.

Not only is the town shit, but so are the accomodations. I’m in a “prostitute hotel.” You know, the kind where the doors open directly to the outside. Apparently hallways are a luxury reserved for establishments that dont rent by the hour. Ok, i haven’t seen any prostitutes yet but this is the sort of place where I would imagine such things occur. In my own defense, i will point out that i didn’t choose this establishment over a real hotel…there apparently ARE no real hotels in Roanoke. This is not surprising since the only two events that occur here are the bar exam and the Jehovah’s witness convention. I only hope i can manage to sleep without the bedspread touching any part of my body. Thankfully I brought my own pillow. Furthermore, the “carpet” looks like that stuff on a putt-putt golf course. Ok enough griping. I should study.

Pending return

I am currently on hiatus from the blogworld while i study for the VA bar exam and hopefully become licensed in VA so that i will be eligible for rejection by employers in yet another jurisdiciton. I digress. Upon return the following topics shall be investigated with varying levels of thoroughness..

1) whether its possible to vacuum a cat

2) use of the phrase “where do you stay at?” and whether it it primarily indicative of transient existence or flagrant disregard for rules against dangling participles or both.

3) vegans

4) whether intelligence is related to success and how best to define professional success

5) behaviors appropriate for post-college aged persons and why beer-pong and bud lite are not amongst them

6) james traficant

7) the obsession with Warner Brothers characters among latinos

W’s 10 Worst (only 10?!?)

http://www.alternet.org/election08/89686/?page=entire

ps.

all italian words sound like types of pasta (sorry italians). but really, i was listening to an italian news broadcast and it sounded like this…”macaroni spaghetti linguine Hillary Clinton rotini lasagne Obama…” It was like carb-loading.  Suddenly i wanted to go for a run…

i smell like rosemary infused steak

they keep telling me to do it…and so i am. by “they” i mean coworkers and by “it” i mean write a blog. yesterday i decided my calling in life is to be a critic of stuff. surely the analytical skills gained in law school will come in handy, as will my knowledge and appreciation of the aforemention “stuff.” unlike food and film critics, i plan to apply my critical eye to all the world…sans limitation. why dis some stuff when you can dis it all right? i mean really, that banana bread might be a tad on the dry side but if the douchebag of the day is rick santorum then get off the foodie bandwagon and aim your critical missiles at congress! i digress….time to study. property and contracts anyone? no. yeah i didnt think so

World News Update

Dateline: Sweden–London’s The Sun reports that dwarf crime is a “growing problem” across Europe. Thieves are allegedly robbing buses by sneaking dwarves into the luggage holds in sports bags. Once inside, they slip out from their hiding places to rifle through the belongings of unsuspecting passengers. They then transport the loot back to their hiding place and wait to be collected by another gang member when the coach reaches its destination. The newspaper claims thousands of dollars’ worth of cash, gems and other valuable have gone missing in recent months. Swebus, which ferries thousands of Brits across Sweden, has been among the long-distance bus companies targeted. A spokesperson told the paper, “We have had reports about several thefts by dwarves on the stretch between Vasteras and Stockholm.” A Stockholm Police spokesperson said, “We are looking at our records to identify criminals of limited stature.”

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