Craigslist Killer's Ex-Fiance Still Supportive?

So apparently the woman who vehemently denied any possibility that her fiance could be the Craigslist killer, insisting that someone from the PD was looking for some quick cash by selling false info to the media, is now his ex-fiance. Even though she still completely believes in his innocence and supports him, "McAllister is not going to put her life on hold while the legal process plays itself out." Wait, she's still maintaining he's a good man and innocent, but she's not willing to wait until the legal process plays itself out? If she truly thought he was innocent, she would be making statements about the wedding merely being postponed, not cancelled, pending his acquittal since she knows he's innocent. After all, what's a year or so to wait for a wedding? And if she truly believed in his innocence, wouldn't she be there to support him when he most needs it? This girl clearly has changed her mind about his innocence (and who wouldn't, in light of the belongings of the victims being found in their apartment?), so why can't she just say it? Of course it's hard to admit you are wrong, especially after making such a scene in the national media, but really...

Supreme Court Shoots Down Televised Profanity

The FCC won a ruing from the S. Ct. that allows them to fine broadcast television networks that air profanity. And of course, Scalia was writing the opinion, claiming that no matter how it is used, the F-bomb is offensive because of its sexual meaning. Um, really? Stevens' dissent: "As any golfer who has watched his partner shank a short approach knows, it would be absurd to accept the suggestion that the resultant four-letter word uttered on the golf course describes sex or excrement and is therefore indecent." Love it! Must have been quite the interesting (and I'm hoping expletive filled) debate...
Oh, and the best part of all? I learned about this from Perez Hilton. Yes, that's right. The same man who made himself a celebrity through gossiping about celebrities also reports on certain S. Ct. decisions. Amazing. Why am I in law school again?

http://perezhilton.com/2009-04-29-supreme-court-shoots-down-televised-profanity

Wait, did I hear that right?

While scrolling through iTunes, looking for some of the random Jason Mraz songs I may have missed, I found one from the soundtrack to Happy Feet, which is unfortunately not available as a single. But I listened to the little snippet, and part of it was "I'm a joker / I'm a smoker / I'm a midnight toker." Wait, isn't Happy Feet a movie primarily marketed towards children? I love Jason Mraz, and it sounds like a great song, but does it really belong on something for children? I'm sure it's just adorable to hear little five year olds singing that they're midnight tokers, and then asking mommy and daddy what a toker is. Something just seems a little off about this...

Happy (Belated?) Birthday!

Okay, so I found this a couple days late, but I just had to share...

All’s well that ends well

NEW YORK – Happy Birthday Bill! As in Bill Shakespeare. The bard’s actual date of birth isn’t known for certain, but most scholars put it on April 23, 1564.

So if you are among those who consider the bard the greatest writer ever, today is the day to unleash thy inner bard. Mayor Daley in Chicago has decreed it: “Talk Like Shakespeare Day” so, “screw your courage to the sticking place” and celebrate Shakespeare’s birthday—with his words.

Shakespeare contributed more than 1,700 words and phrases to the English language. So all day long, you can pepper your conversation with phrases like “prithee” and “fie”. Or, if you’re at lunch, “pass yonder salt and pepper.” If you’re the boss: “come hither sirrah.” Need to yell at that driver who just cut you off? “a pox on both your houses. Why settle for ‘idiot’, when you can say “thou rank fly bitten canker-blossom”? So much more satisfying.

All you lawyers out there can add weight to your arguments, start them with “methinks,” “mayhaps,” “in sooth” or “wherefore.” And speaking of lawyers, Shakespeare didn’t really want us to “kill all the lawyers”. His point was precisely the opposite: eliminate the lawyers and social unrest results. “Sweets to the sweet” has come to mean an amorous gesture. But Hamlet’s mother was talking about funeral flowers. Most of the time we get it right, which is saying something four-hundred and forty-four years after the fact. It says something about the power of words: then and now.

http://insession.blogs.cnn.com/2009/04/23/all%e2%80%99s-well-that-ends-well/

Rain, rain, go away...

You know, I never used to be depressed by the rain, and it's been bothering me that the rain has affected my mood so much lately. After all, I used to love the rain! But now, even when I don't have to be out walking in it, when I'm just inside listening to it, I feel like I'm about to go mad and just want to curl up in bed and pretend the world doesn't exist. However, after a friend's random comment on Facebook, I think I know what changed: there is no thunder and lightening accompanying the rain here. That's what makes rain exciting and beautiful. Without it, it's just gray and dreary and depressing. But lightening is amazing to watch, when it's purple, blue, white, shooting across the clouds or down to the ground, illuminating the blackness with a flash of brilliant light like a giant flashbulb. Even the thunder, with its low, building rumbles and sharp, sudden claps, add interest. You can feel it vibrating through your body when it's close enough. It's these dazzling displays of the power of nature that I miss. Without their vitality, rain is just depressing when it drips morosely and monotonously from a dull gray sky. I'm looking forward to the monsoons this summer!

Wait, people actually READ this???

Apparently so... Who knew? I kind of thought I was talking to myself for the most part, but I was informed by a dear friend tonight that I have caused heartbreak by the infrequency of my postings. I'm sure there may have been a tiny bit of exaggeration in those complaints, but I don't really choose to question it.

So now that I'm here with another post, the question is, what do I have to say? Hmmm....

Well, in the interest of keeping things positive (a friend has pointed out that I tend to let stress and thus negativity dominate my online messages, so I'm attempting to be more aware), I will not use this as an opportunity to complain about the Red Sox games and the MBTA (tempting as it may be). Instead, let's focus on the good things Boston offers. Like extra holidays! I heart Patriots Day! (And for those of you non-Bostonians, that has nothing to do with the football team). I have a three day weekend, and the best part is, I truly get to have a three day weekend! Thanks to the holiday cancelling my three Monday classes, the only homework that has to be done is for crim, which is already half done and can thus be completed Tuesday morning. I can truly avoid school for three whole days! And yes, I plan to. Of course, I could take this opportunity to try to get ahead for the week, ease the burden for Tuesday, but really, I'm the Queen of Procrastination and I must keep up my title. So what, may you ask, will I do with all my free time? A whole lot of nothing! Okay, not really. Already today I've gotten a haircut and had a fabulous dinner with fabulouser (no, I didn't have too much wine with dinner) friends. I think that counts as a productive day! Though I think in the interests of trying to prevent myself from failing my one and only, and may I say, most frightening, in-class exam (international law), I may begin to work on an outline this weekend from my notes and the Crunch Time book I bought (did I mention it's the most frightening class?). What I will not be doing is watching the Marathon. In fact, I don't think I will leave my apartment that day in order to avoid the insanity. I see no point in fighting for a spot on the sidewalk, waiting for hours just to watch a bunch of strangers run past me. If I knew someone who was running, things would be different. But strangers? I have better things to do with my time.

And now, due to my utter exhaustion (I was up before 8am, after having gone to bed after 2am...damn early morning sunlight and crappy blinds), I have seem to abruptly come to an end. I have no clue where to go from here, except to bed. Goodnight, and I'll try to be back again soon!

WHY?

Why is it always so freaking cold in the law school??? The weather has not yet been consistently "warm" (in spite of it being the middle of April, it often feels like it's in the mid to low 30s due to the non-stop wind), and yet they have the AC blasting. I left my apartment before 7am this morning with only my shawl, leaving the coat behind, and I was completely fine with that. But now that I'm sitting in the classroom, I'm FREEZING! At least it's not as bad as last year when you could literally see your breath in one of the classrooms.