Tuesday, February 28, 2006

I'd hate to live on Farfrompoopen Road.

I think they got it wrong when they voted Psycho Path as the wackiest street name. Farfrompoopen Road (the only road up to Constipation Ridge) gets my vote.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Whatcha gonna do?

Last night, as I was walking home from Argo, a Chicago police truck (a.k.a. the gov't sponsored drunk bus) drove up Rush Street with I-shit-you-not the "Bad Boys" song blaring from its loudspeaker.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

New Acquisitions

In this age of downloading, I'm excited to say that I just ordered two new CDs from Amazon!

Next up (and, no, I am not ashamed to admit this): Christina Aguilera's new album! (To be released April-ish/May-ish.)

Saturday, February 25, 2006

It's Just Not Worth It

Dear Valet,

On my way back to my apartment tonight, I saw a pristine white Bentley double parked with its flashers on in a no parking tow zone.

Obviously you were in a hurry, and obviously you are very busy, but just for future reference, I personally think having a Bentley towed (and probably dinged and nicked to death at the tow yard) because you could not find a parking space just is not worth your job (and the cost of recovering the car and refinishing it).

Hope this helps,

Friday, February 24, 2006

R. Kelly, what are you thinking?

Besides the usual, anyway...

Not only are you wearing purple, but what in the world are you wearing at your crotch area? Is that a strap-on??!! Don't you have enough problems??

Oh, it's just too easy...

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Daaaaaaamn youuuuuuuuuuuuu

New York Times website, I hate you so much right now for showing me who won the women's figure skating gold during Legal Profession (before the Olympics were even close to airing on TV). Damn you! Damn you all!

Overheard in New York

Oh, I'm just so excited to head to New York.

This one is particularly funny.

"Old lady: No, Henry, trust me. You were never a fuck machine, and I certainly did know how to fake it. --113th & Broadway"


To the fans of Arrested Development, just thought you'd like to know that Showtime has picked it up for 12 episodes.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006


My day at the law school just is not complete without seeing a cockroach in the basement. The newly-renovated basement. The newly-renovated basement where all of our lockers are.

Today is especially noteworthy as being the first time I've seen a live cockroach down there. Oh, the surprises just keep getting better and better.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Hide Your Children

My life is rated R!

Your life is rated R!

What is your life rated? (MPAA Scale)

Take Other Caffeine Nebula Quizzes

That's a pretty heavy rating for a debtor/spinster/wealth maximizer.

Molto caldo!

Is it just me or are there some major hotties on the Olympic team??? It's just that much hotter to know that they are elite athletes who are better than, well, everyone else in the world at what they do. Hottt. In an attempt to get in the spirit of these Games, here's some eye candy:

Joey Cheek -- cheeky! I love seeing a guy showing unbridled excitement.

Jeremy Bloom -- DAMN, GINA.

Come on down!

Man, I love The Price is Right. My favorite game is probably a toss-up between the Dice Game and Plinko.

Is Bob Barker the only person who uses that long stick microphone?

Saturday, February 18, 2006

We did it all for love! (a.k.a. Hoarse for DAYS)

Shout out: Thank you so much to all of my friends who made tonight sooooo much fun. I loved the Korean BBQ (and many many thanks to our professional Korean BBQer and our dynamic Korean food expert duo), and karaoke was a super awesome fun blast. Thank you for indulging my visions of the "Glory of Love." We will do "Jack & Diane" next time (also when the DJ is not so falling down-something) I promise. I love you all!!!

Here's a little something to remember tonight by:

Tonight it’s very clear
As we’re both lying here
There’s so many things I want to say
I will always love you
I would never leave you alone

Sometimes I just forget
Say things I might regret
It breaks my heart to see you crying
I don’t wanna lose you
I could never make it alone

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I’ll be the hero you’re dreaming of
We’ll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love

You’ll keep me standing tall
You’ll help me through it all
I’m always strong when you’re beside me
I have always needed you
I could never make it alone

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I’ll be the hero you’ve been dreaming of
We’ll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love

Just like a knight in shining armor
From a long time ago
Just in time I will save the day
Take you to my castle far away

I am a man who will fight for your honor
I’ll be the hero you’re dreaming of
We’re gonna live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love

We’ll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love

We did it all for love
We did it all for love
We did it all for love
We did it all for love

Thursday, February 16, 2006

I'm not going to spend my life being a color.

During my workout this morning, I caught the Oprah show on TV. (No, this won't turn into a post about the Oprah cult.) The show featured two families -- one black and one white -- who with the help of five hour makeup sessions lived for six weeks as the "other" race. The black family became a white family, and the white family became a black family for six weeks. They were the subject of a documentary-style television series called "Black. White." premiering on FX in March.

While the entire concept is fascinating to me, one aspect of the transformation really stuck out in my mind. When the white family was learning to "speak black," they were told to say the word "nigger" for the first time in their lives. In a black community focus group, the father said it and faced no repercussions.

It just hit me that it is so strange that what would likely get the father (without makeup) jumped or worse in real life is perfectly acceptable when he says it with makeup, looking like he belongs to the group to whom the phrase is highly derogatory. I must admit that I myself have made jokes and then used the phrase "See, it's okay for me to say that because I'm Asian." It seems that the only racial jokes that are "okay" to make are those that pertain to your own race.

Why, though? Why is it okay?

On the one hand, I can see deliberately using a derogatory term or negative stereotypes frequently in an attempt for them to lose their force and ability to subjugate. If that's your goal, then you have quite an uphill battle because, on the other hand (maybe I'm short-sighted here), I can't see some words or stereotypes ever losing their power. I'll always hear the word "nigger" and cringe. Someone else will hear the word "puppies" and smile. Some things just don't lose their meaning.

Why is it socially acceptable, then, for you to use it against or about your own race?

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Hat trick

Yes, like you, lawfairy, I too always blog three times in a day...

Friend on AIM: we cant all have asparagus like you
odderie: hahaha
odderie: Asparagus only go to the chosen few.
Friend on AIM: is it asparagi, cause it should be
Friend on AIM: that would be an awesome word
odderie: Good question.
odderie: Wow.
odderie: You just blew my mind.

Seriously, though...Asparagi!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As of now, it is official: asparagi rock my world.

The Too-Lazy-to-Blog Post

I just figured out how to create polls, so the inaugural poll is obviously about something of vital importance...

TP, anybody?
1 ply
2 ply
3 ply (if only...)
Free polls from Pollhost.com

Tuesday, February 14, 2006


Dear Michelle,

Even though this comes a couple days late, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry to hear of your injury and subsequent withdrawal from the Olympics this year. I was really rooting for you and hoped that you would go in there and show 'em all how it's done. Over the past ten years you've been a great athlete and beautiful artist on the ice, and I appreciate the grace with which you've represented your sport and the graciousness with which you left your Olympic stage.

All the best,

PS: I'll always remember how you sat forward at freshman orientation and said to those of us sitting around you "Hi, I'm Michelle."


Today, I found out that my firm bumped salaries up to 145K.



Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"

You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.
You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.

Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you

Your flirting style: friendly and sweet

What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance

Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive
What Does Your Candy Heart Say?

So I guess I'm in idealistic mode today.

Thanks, lawfairy!

Monday, February 13, 2006

Indulge me

Go here and be honest.

(Obviously I'm searching for ways to procrastinate.)


1. The first rule of the Musical Cast Party is you don't talk about the Musical Cast Party.

2. I just got called on in a class for which I haven't done reading in four weeks. The thing is, as a 3L, I'm kinda impossible to mortify by now. Yay 3L-itis!

Friday, February 10, 2006

A Nightmare on 60th Street

From the brilliant legal minds of law students, an excerpt from this year's Law School Musical, recently awarded "Best Show of the Year!"*...

Rumor Girl 1: Are they talking about Cox? I love Cox.
Rumor Girl 2: Yeah. I would take Cox for a quarter.
Rumor Girl 1: I LOVE Cox in the morning.
Rumor Girl 3: Cox blows.
Rumor Girl 4: I tried Cox last quarter, and it didn't do it for me. Cox was way too hard.
Rumor Girl 3: Do you think Cox is harder than Dick?
Rumor Girl 2: No one is harder than the Hammer.
Rumor Girl 1: Really? I've heard that he's gone soft in his old age.

*award given by drunken, self-congratulatory law students

Tuesday, February 07, 2006


Today, Justice Breyer spoke at the law school on a provocative topic: "Judicial Activism: Power without Responsibility?" He was very engaging, and I enjoyed the talk. Two highlights, though, that I'd like to single out:

1) When he was talking about the Federal Arbitration Act's exception, he kept saying the word "seamen," which I thought sounded a lot like.......tee hee hee..............something else.

2) In one of his responses to a question, Justice Breyer mentioned briefly that he was back in San Francisco recently, visiting his high school Lowell High. I went to Lowell High. How do you think he'd have reacted if I'd raised my hand and asked "So, Justice Breyer, what do you think of that new science wing [that Lowell just built]? Took 'em long enough, huh?"

Monday, February 06, 2006

Where's Kermie?

You Are Miss Piggy

A total princess and diva, you're totally in charge - even if people don't know it.
You want to be loved, adored, and worshiped. And you won't settle for anything less.
You're going to be a total star, and you won't let any of the "little people" get in your way.
Just remember, piggy, never eat more than you can lift!


I BOUGHT A PS2!!!!!!!!

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Lesson Learned

Sushi: A completely inadequate food to anchor the stomach pre-alcohol consumption.

Current status: (1) Evaluating whether I did anything truly embarrassing last night. (2) Wondering why I woke up on my own way earlier than I normally would (a) on a weekend and (b) after the night I had last night.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Bridget Jones's Diary

For those who just can't get enough, this is just a quick note to let you all know that Bridget Jones's Diary is back in a weekly paper in the UK. You can find her latest adventures here.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

"Full House" of Problems

Apparently Jodie Sweetin a.k.a. Stephanie Tanner from "Full House" had a meth addiction.

Is it wrong or is it wrong for me to think "damn, she's pretty hot"......?

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Zen (a.k.a. Blog Wars)

Edit: It has come to my attention that the friend to whom I'm referring and who I thought had accused me of being an unwilling recipient of spiritual guidance was not referring to me in his blog entry. Interesting. If this is indeed so, then I apologize for what was intended originally to be my scathing response to what I thought was the passing of hasty and unfair judgment. Instead, you may consider my remarks here of a more general nature, applied broadly to those believers who would seek me out as a misguided soul in need of their worldly spirituality.

I have a friend who has become increasingly engrossed in self improvement and self realization. I'm more than willing to admit that there are innumerable world perspectives out there in the world, many of which I'm sure I am completely unaware and many more with which I may disagree. I will also be the first to admit that I have no problem with these individual pursuits of enlightenment, self improvement, pageantry, glory, self flagellation, or gobbledy gook; each person ought to be free to pursue his or her own path to happiness, contentment, or dissatisfaction (if you're of a masochistic tendency). As long as you're not hurting anybody, you can worship navel lint for all I care.

However, that being said, I do have a huge problem with didactic dissemination of these individual world views and the subsequent arrogant expectation of the audience's adoption of such perspectives as their own. Because of my lack of interest in being converted, I have been called an unwilling recipient of generously offered and shared mental "gifts" of wisdom and spirituality. My ignorance of the value of these gifts then was compared to the unwilling audiences of various spiritual leaders over the course of history. Here's a question: Did these spiritual leaders actually seek out audiences and actively convert or did they just live their spiritual lives and gain followers as the wisdom in their beliefs and actions was observed, evaluated, and accepted?

Let me just say this: Your world view is your world view. Good for you. Just don't try to convert me and then we'll all just get along.