Mrs. Cardinal,
Tried calling your new place last night to get ahold of that son of your's. Apparently he doesn't answer the phone if he doesn't know the number, and he doesn't know mine. Let him know I'm back in town and looking to hang out. I think he'll appreciate getting out of the house for an outing.
So I made it home safely. Exams were tough, but not impossible. I think I'm learning how to prepare for finals as I go along and it makes it easier to understand the materials. I'm hoping to continue the upward swing in my transcripts again this semester.
Went out to Tavern United with a couple of friends last night. Its one of the reasons I love coming home to Portage la Prairie so much; You go out with one or two people and you end up being around so many folks you haven't seen in forever.
But it has its downside too. Whenever you go out in a small town environment, there inevitably is someone that is sitting with you that you don't know. Since you know everyone else, it's assumed that you know EVERYONE. You can't introduce yourself, because there's that fear that you already know the person and you've forgotten. So you sit in silence, looking for clues; someone saying their name; talking about who they're dating/have dated; mentioning a drunken night that everyone was at that could jog your memory.
But if that never comes, it's time to confide to a friend. If you're lucky, that friend will know who the person is. If not, the best you can hope for is to compare the notes you've taken over the course of the night and try and figure out the mystery together.
Last night that happened 4 times to me at the same table of 12. I figured out two on my own, one I'm reasonably sure on, and one I'm still wondering about. As it is small town Manitoba, I'm sure I'll get another chance tonight.
Welcome home, Aaron!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Rounders
Dear Diane,
I love poker; Especially Texas Hold 'Em. So much fun to just sit at the table with a bunch of friends and spend a night talking, drinking and playing cards.
I'm sitting on my couch in my living room with a Professional Responsibility lesson on my computer and the movie 'Rounders' on the TV. The movie is one of my favorites. But the way Teddy KGB plays the final hand just caught my attention and it might ruin the movie for me.
Matt Damon's character is holding Suited 8/9 of Spades and flops 6 of Diamonds, 7 of Spades, 10 of Hearts, which gives him his Straight. He has everything that he needs to win and slowplays Teddy KGB to win the hand and all the money on the table. It's a perfect end to the movie, except there should be no way that a good player would have anything that would win that hand for them.
KGB calls out that Damon is 'chasing' cards, which means that KGB already has something on the flop. KGB obviously doesn't have the straight, flush, or anything the resembles a monster hand, so why is he so confident? The best I can guess at what KGB might have is pocket 6s, 7s, or 10s, but even then he shouldn't be as confident as he is.
Bottom line, the way KGB's character is set up in the movie, it's pretty unsatisfying to see such a great movie end without him showing the cards and revealing the bad beat, especially after the great beating KGB gave him at the beginning of the movie with the pocket Aces. But I'll always love the movie anyways.
P.S. 16 here and sunny. Went ice skating outdoors without a jacket yesterday at the arena. I'm guessing no one is doing that back home, lol.
I love poker; Especially Texas Hold 'Em. So much fun to just sit at the table with a bunch of friends and spend a night talking, drinking and playing cards.
I'm sitting on my couch in my living room with a Professional Responsibility lesson on my computer and the movie 'Rounders' on the TV. The movie is one of my favorites. But the way Teddy KGB plays the final hand just caught my attention and it might ruin the movie for me.
Matt Damon's character is holding Suited 8/9 of Spades and flops 6 of Diamonds, 7 of Spades, 10 of Hearts, which gives him his Straight. He has everything that he needs to win and slowplays Teddy KGB to win the hand and all the money on the table. It's a perfect end to the movie, except there should be no way that a good player would have anything that would win that hand for them.
KGB calls out that Damon is 'chasing' cards, which means that KGB already has something on the flop. KGB obviously doesn't have the straight, flush, or anything the resembles a monster hand, so why is he so confident? The best I can guess at what KGB might have is pocket 6s, 7s, or 10s, but even then he shouldn't be as confident as he is.
Bottom line, the way KGB's character is set up in the movie, it's pretty unsatisfying to see such a great movie end without him showing the cards and revealing the bad beat, especially after the great beating KGB gave him at the beginning of the movie with the pocket Aces. But I'll always love the movie anyways.
P.S. 16 here and sunny. Went ice skating outdoors without a jacket yesterday at the arena. I'm guessing no one is doing that back home, lol.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
End of the semester
Diane,
Few short hits:
-3 exams down, 2 to go. The big ones are out of the way, and now I've got 4 days to study for my last 2.
-Flying home for the holidays on Friday. Jenna is picking me up at the airport in Grand Forks. Cheaper that way.
- Watching 'It's a wonderful life' on TV. I think this might be my all-time favorite movie. George Bailey is the character that I aspire to be. He's got the ability to make the tough choices that I haven't had to make yet. Thinks about others more than himself, no matter how much he complains about what it costs him. And at the end of the day, the respect that he earns from those around him is exactly what I want. "No man is a failure who has friends" is the inscription left by Clarence the Angel in the book he leaves for George. It's one of the quotes that's always stuck with me.
I'm looking forward to being home for the holidays. It'll be great to see you and everyone else.
Few short hits:
-3 exams down, 2 to go. The big ones are out of the way, and now I've got 4 days to study for my last 2.
-Flying home for the holidays on Friday. Jenna is picking me up at the airport in Grand Forks. Cheaper that way.
- Watching 'It's a wonderful life' on TV. I think this might be my all-time favorite movie. George Bailey is the character that I aspire to be. He's got the ability to make the tough choices that I haven't had to make yet. Thinks about others more than himself, no matter how much he complains about what it costs him. And at the end of the day, the respect that he earns from those around him is exactly what I want. "No man is a failure who has friends" is the inscription left by Clarence the Angel in the book he leaves for George. It's one of the quotes that's always stuck with me.
I'm looking forward to being home for the holidays. It'll be great to see you and everyone else.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Roommate blues
Dear Diane,
I don't think I've ever written you about my roommate Jason. He can be a nice guy, but I feel like I'm living with Oscar Madison from 'The Odd Couple'.
When I moved to Tulsa a year and a half ago, I was looking for a place on campus to live, and my only option was to live with someone. Jason seemed okay through the computer, so I agreed to move in with him. Over the course of the next year I learned that Jason is an abrasive, alcoholic shut in that has bouts of depression and a mouth that would make a sailor blush (seriously, I've looked around the room sometimes in his presence and seen the eyes go to the floor when he goes on one of his rants). His hygene sucks too, but I steer clear or his room.
People asked me how I could live with him, but it was surprisingly easy. We know we're not friends(but we're friendly), and he stays in his room alot. I get my room, plus the common areas, pretty much to myelf. When I weighed it against the posibility of living with a friend that I would probably end up being with 24/7, the choice was simple. We would have exposed each other to our qwirks and probably ruined the friendship. That would have made this year so much harder.
But recently I've been rethinking that decision. More than anything, I hate people who are dishonest and he is one of the sketchiest people I know. The electrical bill has been a real problem. Last month our power almost was cut off because he didn't pay the bill(it is my contention that since the bill is in his name he pays it and I pay him as soon as I see a receipt). He claimed he didn't have the money and it was my fault he didn't pay the bill. He went so far as to have his mother call the housing office and have me called to the carpet for it. I gave him the money and thought that would be the end of it.
Imagine my surprise when I opened the bill this month and saw another disconnect notice. Apparently he'd taken my money and paid it to the electric company, but failed to pay any himself. That sketch-bag left over $80 left on the bill after he cried to his mommy about not being able to pay the bill because of me! I was furious then, and I'm still seething about it.
Finding some of my beer missing from the fridge tonight and him claiming he must have been drunk when he did it because he doesn't remember just reminded me of the whole ordeal. I'll be glad when he graduates or flunks out.
I don't think I've ever written you about my roommate Jason. He can be a nice guy, but I feel like I'm living with Oscar Madison from 'The Odd Couple'.
When I moved to Tulsa a year and a half ago, I was looking for a place on campus to live, and my only option was to live with someone. Jason seemed okay through the computer, so I agreed to move in with him. Over the course of the next year I learned that Jason is an abrasive, alcoholic shut in that has bouts of depression and a mouth that would make a sailor blush (seriously, I've looked around the room sometimes in his presence and seen the eyes go to the floor when he goes on one of his rants). His hygene sucks too, but I steer clear or his room.
People asked me how I could live with him, but it was surprisingly easy. We know we're not friends(but we're friendly), and he stays in his room alot. I get my room, plus the common areas, pretty much to myelf. When I weighed it against the posibility of living with a friend that I would probably end up being with 24/7, the choice was simple. We would have exposed each other to our qwirks and probably ruined the friendship. That would have made this year so much harder.
But recently I've been rethinking that decision. More than anything, I hate people who are dishonest and he is one of the sketchiest people I know. The electrical bill has been a real problem. Last month our power almost was cut off because he didn't pay the bill(it is my contention that since the bill is in his name he pays it and I pay him as soon as I see a receipt). He claimed he didn't have the money and it was my fault he didn't pay the bill. He went so far as to have his mother call the housing office and have me called to the carpet for it. I gave him the money and thought that would be the end of it.
Imagine my surprise when I opened the bill this month and saw another disconnect notice. Apparently he'd taken my money and paid it to the electric company, but failed to pay any himself. That sketch-bag left over $80 left on the bill after he cried to his mommy about not being able to pay the bill because of me! I was furious then, and I'm still seething about it.
Finding some of my beer missing from the fridge tonight and him claiming he must have been drunk when he did it because he doesn't remember just reminded me of the whole ordeal. I'll be glad when he graduates or flunks out.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
BCS Thoughts
Diane,
Alabama vs Texas in the Championship. I was rooting for TCU to make it into the Championship game, but it wasn't going to happen, even though they were better than Texas, in my opinion. It wasn't because they weren't one of the two best teams in the country, it was because you couldn't make a definitive argument that they were THE BEST team in the country.
TCU plays in a non-BCS conference and their competition isn't as tough as other conferences. For TCU to have played for the National Title, they would have had to have been considered a better than 50/50 shot to win. Why? Because while those making the matchups can stomach a blowout between teams from the SEC and Big 12, there's no way they will chance the second guessing that would take place if TCU got blown out and a BCS conference school finished the season undefeated, but didn't play for the national title. Evidenced by voters letting Cincinnati leapfrog TCU into 3rd in the BCS standings as a "just-in-case".
Until they play a tougher pre-season sechedule, no non-BCS school will crack the Championship. Sad, but true.
Alabama vs Texas in the Championship. I was rooting for TCU to make it into the Championship game, but it wasn't going to happen, even though they were better than Texas, in my opinion. It wasn't because they weren't one of the two best teams in the country, it was because you couldn't make a definitive argument that they were THE BEST team in the country.
TCU plays in a non-BCS conference and their competition isn't as tough as other conferences. For TCU to have played for the National Title, they would have had to have been considered a better than 50/50 shot to win. Why? Because while those making the matchups can stomach a blowout between teams from the SEC and Big 12, there's no way they will chance the second guessing that would take place if TCU got blown out and a BCS conference school finished the season undefeated, but didn't play for the national title. Evidenced by voters letting Cincinnati leapfrog TCU into 3rd in the BCS standings as a "just-in-case".
Until they play a tougher pre-season sechedule, no non-BCS school will crack the Championship. Sad, but true.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
The pressure's on
Diane,
I just heard from my mother that my cousin Alyson is getting married. I'm really happy for her and I can't wait to meet the guy, but the ego-centric question I ask myself is: What does this mean for me?
Alyson is the only cousin on my mother's side that is older than I am. In our family, it's very close in ages, with all 9 cousins ranging from Alyson(28) to Katelyn(21). With Alyson now getting married in the Spring, Barrett(turning 27) getting married in the summer, Kristen(26) already married, Jenna(25) being practically engaged, and Jordan(turning 25) and Brett(23) seemingly headed for the alter, it leaves me as the odd man out.
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy with where I am right now. I have a great new relationship and Holly is amazing. But I'm nowhere near ready to settle down yet. I think I'm bound to be the non-married one for a while.
Let the badgering begin!
I just heard from my mother that my cousin Alyson is getting married. I'm really happy for her and I can't wait to meet the guy, but the ego-centric question I ask myself is: What does this mean for me?
Alyson is the only cousin on my mother's side that is older than I am. In our family, it's very close in ages, with all 9 cousins ranging from Alyson(28) to Katelyn(21). With Alyson now getting married in the Spring, Barrett(turning 27) getting married in the summer, Kristen(26) already married, Jenna(25) being practically engaged, and Jordan(turning 25) and Brett(23) seemingly headed for the alter, it leaves me as the odd man out.
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy with where I am right now. I have a great new relationship and Holly is amazing. But I'm nowhere near ready to settle down yet. I think I'm bound to be the non-married one for a while.
Let the badgering begin!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thanksgiving Weekend Recap
Dear Diane,
I had alot of fun this weekend, and I return to Tulsa 10 pounds heavier. The family dinner was great and I found Holly's family is no crazier than mine. I felt right at home with the little bit of gossip and backbiting, but the overwhelming sense of love and in-it-togetherness that I get when I'm with my family. It was a relief.
I'm apparently "Adorable" and welcome back any time. I guess my ability to make a good first impression hasn't left me. Neither has my massive ego. But I feel like this girl is something special and I'm glad that I passed the family test.
But now comes the tough part: FINALS! I'll be stressed for the next 3 weeks about the five exams in ten days that start a week from tomorrow. We'll see how I do, but that's all that is on my mind until I get to jump in the car and take off for home in 3 weeks.
I'll keep you updated on my mini-breakdowns
I had alot of fun this weekend, and I return to Tulsa 10 pounds heavier. The family dinner was great and I found Holly's family is no crazier than mine. I felt right at home with the little bit of gossip and backbiting, but the overwhelming sense of love and in-it-togetherness that I get when I'm with my family. It was a relief.
I'm apparently "Adorable" and welcome back any time. I guess my ability to make a good first impression hasn't left me. Neither has my massive ego. But I feel like this girl is something special and I'm glad that I passed the family test.
But now comes the tough part: FINALS! I'll be stressed for the next 3 weeks about the five exams in ten days that start a week from tomorrow. We'll see how I do, but that's all that is on my mind until I get to jump in the car and take off for home in 3 weeks.
I'll keep you updated on my mini-breakdowns
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy American Thanksgiving!
Diane,
This is the first year I will be celebrating a real American Thanksgiving. Last year I spent the break at my apartment, just hanging out and reading for finals. This year, I made the trip to Long View, Texas, to meet my new girlfriend's family. Scary? Surprisingly not. Her mother, step father, and brother have been great since we got here yesterday and I'm looking forward to meeting the rest of the family this morning when we travel to Tenaha, Texas for the big family dinner. Hope I make a good impression!
Right now I'm sitting in front of the TV with my laptop, watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. What I'm really excited for is the Turkey, Stuffing, Pumpkin pie, and the 3 NFL Games on TV today. Should be great.
But I want to let you know how thankful I am for you and all my family and friends back home. I have a mother and a father that believe in me and support me fully in what I'm doing here in the United States. I have two incredible sisters that I'm incredibly proud of. My friends keep me humble and laughing every day. I have my health, my well being, and my sanity because of the tremendous support system I've been blessed with. Everyday I thank God for the gifts that he has given me and I try my best to not take this for granted.
So pass along my best to all back home on this run-of-the-mill Thursday; I love and miss you all. I'll see you in 4 weeks!
This is the first year I will be celebrating a real American Thanksgiving. Last year I spent the break at my apartment, just hanging out and reading for finals. This year, I made the trip to Long View, Texas, to meet my new girlfriend's family. Scary? Surprisingly not. Her mother, step father, and brother have been great since we got here yesterday and I'm looking forward to meeting the rest of the family this morning when we travel to Tenaha, Texas for the big family dinner. Hope I make a good impression!
Right now I'm sitting in front of the TV with my laptop, watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. What I'm really excited for is the Turkey, Stuffing, Pumpkin pie, and the 3 NFL Games on TV today. Should be great.
But I want to let you know how thankful I am for you and all my family and friends back home. I have a mother and a father that believe in me and support me fully in what I'm doing here in the United States. I have two incredible sisters that I'm incredibly proud of. My friends keep me humble and laughing every day. I have my health, my well being, and my sanity because of the tremendous support system I've been blessed with. Everyday I thank God for the gifts that he has given me and I try my best to not take this for granted.
So pass along my best to all back home on this run-of-the-mill Thursday; I love and miss you all. I'll see you in 4 weeks!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Hail Flutie
Diane,
Tonight marked the 25th Anniversary of Boston College's 47-45 win over the defending national Champion Miami Hurricanes. Doug Flutie was the Quarterback and threw a 60 yard hail mary pass at the end of the game to win it for the Eagles. It has been considered one of the greatest plays in sports history.
It just got me thinking about all the memorable games I'd seen Doug Flutie play over the years, either on TV or in person. His time in the CFL was historic and he re-wrote the record books several times over before heading back to the NFL in 1997. Once he got there, he still had to fight for playing time, but never for recognition. He has always been, and always will be, and iconic figure in football.
I took a look for some articles on the possibility that Doug Flutie might ever get into the pro football hall of fame in Canton, Ohio. Other than baseball, it is the most difficult HoF to get into. His combined numbers are impressive - 58,179 total passing yards, 369 passing touchdowns, 6,759 rushing yards and another 82 rushing touchdowns - enough to make some experts consider him for admission.
But the argument seems to focus too much on his statistics. His supporters point to the name on the door in Canton and say "It's not the NFL hall of fame, It's the PRO FOOTBALL Hall of Fame!". I suggest the inflection should be elsewhere, namely, the Pro Football Hall of FAME.
Doug Flutie is a legend. From his days winning football games and Heisman Trophies at Boston College, to his drop kick extra point in his final NFL game(something that had not happened since 1941), Doug Flutie was a star. The numbers may not back it up in terms of general NFL statistics, but it has more to do with a lack of opportunity than a lack of skill. But regardless, you ask any football fan over the age of 10 who Doug Flutie is, I guarentee you 80% will know who you're talking about.
More than Doug Flutie deserves the Hall of Fame, the Hall of Fame deserves Doug Flutie. It would feel empty without him.
Tonight marked the 25th Anniversary of Boston College's 47-45 win over the defending national Champion Miami Hurricanes. Doug Flutie was the Quarterback and threw a 60 yard hail mary pass at the end of the game to win it for the Eagles. It has been considered one of the greatest plays in sports history.
It just got me thinking about all the memorable games I'd seen Doug Flutie play over the years, either on TV or in person. His time in the CFL was historic and he re-wrote the record books several times over before heading back to the NFL in 1997. Once he got there, he still had to fight for playing time, but never for recognition. He has always been, and always will be, and iconic figure in football.
I took a look for some articles on the possibility that Doug Flutie might ever get into the pro football hall of fame in Canton, Ohio. Other than baseball, it is the most difficult HoF to get into. His combined numbers are impressive - 58,179 total passing yards, 369 passing touchdowns, 6,759 rushing yards and another 82 rushing touchdowns - enough to make some experts consider him for admission.
But the argument seems to focus too much on his statistics. His supporters point to the name on the door in Canton and say "It's not the NFL hall of fame, It's the PRO FOOTBALL Hall of Fame!". I suggest the inflection should be elsewhere, namely, the Pro Football Hall of FAME.
Doug Flutie is a legend. From his days winning football games and Heisman Trophies at Boston College, to his drop kick extra point in his final NFL game(something that had not happened since 1941), Doug Flutie was a star. The numbers may not back it up in terms of general NFL statistics, but it has more to do with a lack of opportunity than a lack of skill. But regardless, you ask any football fan over the age of 10 who Doug Flutie is, I guarentee you 80% will know who you're talking about.
More than Doug Flutie deserves the Hall of Fame, the Hall of Fame deserves Doug Flutie. It would feel empty without him.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
24 hours of basketball
Diane,
Today was the official kickoff to the NCAA basketball season. It began last night at midnight and had continuous games across the country televised nationally on ESPN for the full 24 hours. The University of Tulsa was a part of it and we had a game against the University of Arkansas-Little Rock. The Golden Hurricane is expected to win Conference USA and make the NCAA Tournament for the first time in a few years. Needless to say, this was a mis-match.
The interesting part was how the game played out. I convinced a friend to come with me, but only after he put $50 on Tulsa against the spread...which was 16 points. As the game neared the end, Tulsa was flirting with that number, leading by between 14 and 19 points in the final 3 minutes. But even though the game was out of reach, the final minutes played out like it was a 3 point game. The UALR Trojans were playing a full court press the whole time, even though there was no way they could win. In the end the Trojans ended on a 5-0 run and lost the game by 14, but won against the Las Vegas spread, costing my friend his $50 bet.
It really got me wondering; Why was the team playing so hard? I know there's pride on the line, but have we really reached the point in college sports where teams know the spread and play to beat Vegas expectations, but not necessarily the team they're facing? The Trojans played flat most of the game and only came to life in the final seconds to just cover the spread. Had they played that frantic, up tempo-style all game long, they probably could have won. I guess it's more important to set the bar low and just get over it.
So to the University of Arkansas-Little Rock Trojans...Congratulations! You made a few more people losers with you today.
Today was the official kickoff to the NCAA basketball season. It began last night at midnight and had continuous games across the country televised nationally on ESPN for the full 24 hours. The University of Tulsa was a part of it and we had a game against the University of Arkansas-Little Rock. The Golden Hurricane is expected to win Conference USA and make the NCAA Tournament for the first time in a few years. Needless to say, this was a mis-match.
The interesting part was how the game played out. I convinced a friend to come with me, but only after he put $50 on Tulsa against the spread...which was 16 points. As the game neared the end, Tulsa was flirting with that number, leading by between 14 and 19 points in the final 3 minutes. But even though the game was out of reach, the final minutes played out like it was a 3 point game. The UALR Trojans were playing a full court press the whole time, even though there was no way they could win. In the end the Trojans ended on a 5-0 run and lost the game by 14, but won against the Las Vegas spread, costing my friend his $50 bet.
It really got me wondering; Why was the team playing so hard? I know there's pride on the line, but have we really reached the point in college sports where teams know the spread and play to beat Vegas expectations, but not necessarily the team they're facing? The Trojans played flat most of the game and only came to life in the final seconds to just cover the spread. Had they played that frantic, up tempo-style all game long, they probably could have won. I guess it's more important to set the bar low and just get over it.
So to the University of Arkansas-Little Rock Trojans...Congratulations! You made a few more people losers with you today.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Lest we forget.
Dear Diane,
Today is Remembrance Day...Vererans Day here in the US. I'm at school, in classes, because it isn't a holiday that is held in the same regard as it is back in Canada. I'm very disappointed in the response and the respect that is shown to veterans here.
I've always heard the jokes about the Canadian Military and how if it wasn't for the US and their mighty armed forces, we would have been taken over years ago. True or not, it really makes me proud to be a Canadian when I think about the pride and support we give to those who serve our nation, not only when they put on the uniform, but after they take it off. I don't see that here.
I wish I could have attended a service today, but it's just not possible. I did sit on my couch at 11 in my apartment, turned off the TV, pulled up the Last Post on YouTube and had my own moment of silence. It was nice, but it still didn't feel like home. Kudos Canada, on instilling the sense of pride and tradition in everyone that makes them want to show their respect even when no one else is.
Today is Remembrance Day...Vererans Day here in the US. I'm at school, in classes, because it isn't a holiday that is held in the same regard as it is back in Canada. I'm very disappointed in the response and the respect that is shown to veterans here.
I've always heard the jokes about the Canadian Military and how if it wasn't for the US and their mighty armed forces, we would have been taken over years ago. True or not, it really makes me proud to be a Canadian when I think about the pride and support we give to those who serve our nation, not only when they put on the uniform, but after they take it off. I don't see that here.
I wish I could have attended a service today, but it's just not possible. I did sit on my couch at 11 in my apartment, turned off the TV, pulled up the Last Post on YouTube and had my own moment of silence. It was nice, but it still didn't feel like home. Kudos Canada, on instilling the sense of pride and tradition in everyone that makes them want to show their respect even when no one else is.
Monday, November 9, 2009
A visit to Geekdom
Diane,
Not sure if you're interested in what makes me a geek, but I've always read comic books. Started with Archie when I was 8, moved on to Superheroes when I was 12. It's always brought me happiness to pick up a new issue and escape for 15 minutes or so.
I pretty much had stopped collecting comics(other than Spiderman) when I got to University, but about 4 years back a friend suggested I check out a Zombie comic called "The Walking Dead". It's an ongoing black and white graphic novel that starts out alot like the beginning of the movie "28 Days later" with a guy waking up in the hospital after a zombie apocalypse. His original goal is to find his wife and young son to see if they're still alive...and he finds them in issue 3.
The difference between the movie and the comic is that the story never ends. It is more about the interaction between characters; the development of civilized characters living in an uncivilized world. The most interesting stories in the book are the relationships between the characters and how there is a underlying distrust of other humans. At the heart of the story is that what the survivors have to fear the most is other survivors.
The latest story arc dealt with the survivors being stalked by a group called "The Hunters". We find out that these "hunters" are desperate people that love meat- but can't catch animals- so they've turned to hunting and eating human beings, who are much easier to catch. Our survivors are able to turn the tables on the hunters in a kill-or-be-killed moment, doing what they need to to survive and protect the weaker members of their group. When they finish, the leader, Rick, who has changed more than any character in the book, realizes exactly how far he's strayed from his humanity, but concludes that if he had to do it again, he'd still act the same way. Desperate times...
Why bring this up? AMC has optioned the comic to become a TV series. This is incredible news because I have always thought that this book would make a great television series; one that everyone would get excited over and want to watch. It's going to be directed and produced by Frank Darabont, the same guy who directed "Shawshank Redemption". I think this project is in very good hands.
Lots of hurdles to get over, but I'm hoping to see this show up sometime in 2010. I think it's going to be a HUGE hit.
And tell Jeff Spriggs to finish reading issues 1-50 so I can let someone else borrow them. Thanks.
Not sure if you're interested in what makes me a geek, but I've always read comic books. Started with Archie when I was 8, moved on to Superheroes when I was 12. It's always brought me happiness to pick up a new issue and escape for 15 minutes or so.
I pretty much had stopped collecting comics(other than Spiderman) when I got to University, but about 4 years back a friend suggested I check out a Zombie comic called "The Walking Dead". It's an ongoing black and white graphic novel that starts out alot like the beginning of the movie "28 Days later" with a guy waking up in the hospital after a zombie apocalypse. His original goal is to find his wife and young son to see if they're still alive...and he finds them in issue 3.
The difference between the movie and the comic is that the story never ends. It is more about the interaction between characters; the development of civilized characters living in an uncivilized world. The most interesting stories in the book are the relationships between the characters and how there is a underlying distrust of other humans. At the heart of the story is that what the survivors have to fear the most is other survivors.
The latest story arc dealt with the survivors being stalked by a group called "The Hunters". We find out that these "hunters" are desperate people that love meat- but can't catch animals- so they've turned to hunting and eating human beings, who are much easier to catch. Our survivors are able to turn the tables on the hunters in a kill-or-be-killed moment, doing what they need to to survive and protect the weaker members of their group. When they finish, the leader, Rick, who has changed more than any character in the book, realizes exactly how far he's strayed from his humanity, but concludes that if he had to do it again, he'd still act the same way. Desperate times...
Why bring this up? AMC has optioned the comic to become a TV series. This is incredible news because I have always thought that this book would make a great television series; one that everyone would get excited over and want to watch. It's going to be directed and produced by Frank Darabont, the same guy who directed "Shawshank Redemption". I think this project is in very good hands.
Lots of hurdles to get over, but I'm hoping to see this show up sometime in 2010. I think it's going to be a HUGE hit.
And tell Jeff Spriggs to finish reading issues 1-50 so I can let someone else borrow them. Thanks.
And now a lesson in Caring
Dear Diane,
We had a guest speaker in Professional Responsibility this afternoon. His name was Timothy Durham. In 1991, Durham was accused of a horrendous rape/murder of an 11 year old girl and was convicted on some shoddy evidence. He looked similar to the person who committed the crime and shared some DNA markers with hair samples found at the scene. He'd had some run ins with the law before, but never anything violent; He'd never been to jail. Another person of interest killed himself before police could even get to him. On top of everything, he wasn't even in Tulsa the weekend of the murder; He was at a skeet shooting competition in Dallas with his parents. 11 witnesses testified to seeing him in Dallas that weekend.
Due to a lot of issues in the defense, Durham was still convicted of all 8 counts he faced and was sentenced to in astonishing 3220 YEARS in prison. He served almost 4 years for those crimes before DNA evidence showed that he wasn't the killer.
End of the day, it was a sloppy defense by a veteran lawyer that sent an innocent man to jail for crimes that there was more than enough evidence to show he wasn't even in the state to commit. It was an eye opening look at what happens when lawyers don't take their job seriously enough and take a slam dunk win for granted.
Time to swallow hard and hit the books. I can't settle for just 'good enough' anymore.
We had a guest speaker in Professional Responsibility this afternoon. His name was Timothy Durham. In 1991, Durham was accused of a horrendous rape/murder of an 11 year old girl and was convicted on some shoddy evidence. He looked similar to the person who committed the crime and shared some DNA markers with hair samples found at the scene. He'd had some run ins with the law before, but never anything violent; He'd never been to jail. Another person of interest killed himself before police could even get to him. On top of everything, he wasn't even in Tulsa the weekend of the murder; He was at a skeet shooting competition in Dallas with his parents. 11 witnesses testified to seeing him in Dallas that weekend.
Due to a lot of issues in the defense, Durham was still convicted of all 8 counts he faced and was sentenced to in astonishing 3220 YEARS in prison. He served almost 4 years for those crimes before DNA evidence showed that he wasn't the killer.
End of the day, it was a sloppy defense by a veteran lawyer that sent an innocent man to jail for crimes that there was more than enough evidence to show he wasn't even in the state to commit. It was an eye opening look at what happens when lawyers don't take their job seriously enough and take a slam dunk win for granted.
Time to swallow hard and hit the books. I can't settle for just 'good enough' anymore.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
The loves in my life...
Diane,
I have a few loves in my life and a couple of them are getting into conflict. My love affair with food is causing strain in my relationship with the mirror. I've been paying alot of attention to my food-friend and the mirror is getting upset. It tells me that when I look at it, it doesn't even know who I am anymore. I'm not the attentive partner that it needs me to be and it's getting fed up with always being taken for granted. I'm starting to agree with it's arguments. I need to pay more attention to my mirror's needs. It needs me to be the best person I can be and I want to be that guy for it.
Starting tomorrow, I'm going to redefine my relationship with food. No more late night booty calls from Whataburger. No more sneaking away for a nooner with taco bell. I must reform my cheating ways and be good to the mirror, as it has been good to me in the past.
I think the mirror and I have a good thing going and I'm not going to give it up for a hussy with special sauce.
I have a few loves in my life and a couple of them are getting into conflict. My love affair with food is causing strain in my relationship with the mirror. I've been paying alot of attention to my food-friend and the mirror is getting upset. It tells me that when I look at it, it doesn't even know who I am anymore. I'm not the attentive partner that it needs me to be and it's getting fed up with always being taken for granted. I'm starting to agree with it's arguments. I need to pay more attention to my mirror's needs. It needs me to be the best person I can be and I want to be that guy for it.
Starting tomorrow, I'm going to redefine my relationship with food. No more late night booty calls from Whataburger. No more sneaking away for a nooner with taco bell. I must reform my cheating ways and be good to the mirror, as it has been good to me in the past.
I think the mirror and I have a good thing going and I'm not going to give it up for a hussy with special sauce.
Friday, October 9, 2009
The new popularity contest
Diane,
Barak Obama was given the Nobel Peace Prize this morning for...um...I'm not exactly sure. The deadline for applications for this once prestigious award was less than 2 weeks after President Obama was elected to office. I'm not exactly sure how you can foster a sense of world peace while you're still unpacking your office.
I'm not saying Obama will not someday do something that makes him worthy of this honor, but now?!? Giving this to him today just cheapens the accomplishments of those who have won it in the past, especially those who spent their lives fighting for diplomacy and trying to irradicate tyranny.
This is why you have a waiting period on the Hall of Fame in every sport. Give people some time to get out of the moment and judge the accomplishments on their historic value. Giving this to a man who has been president less time than some women have been pregnant is flabbergasting.
Barak Obama was given the Nobel Peace Prize this morning for...um...I'm not exactly sure. The deadline for applications for this once prestigious award was less than 2 weeks after President Obama was elected to office. I'm not exactly sure how you can foster a sense of world peace while you're still unpacking your office.
I'm not saying Obama will not someday do something that makes him worthy of this honor, but now?!? Giving this to him today just cheapens the accomplishments of those who have won it in the past, especially those who spent their lives fighting for diplomacy and trying to irradicate tyranny.
This is why you have a waiting period on the Hall of Fame in every sport. Give people some time to get out of the moment and judge the accomplishments on their historic value. Giving this to a man who has been president less time than some women have been pregnant is flabbergasting.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The more things change...
Stop me if you heard this one before.
So there's this girl in one of my classes named Holly. We've been flirting with each other pretty much all semester and it's pretty clear we like each other. The problem? She has a boyfriend of 2 years and even though she likes me and would rather be with me, she's not ready to give up the boyfriend because it would complicate things. So she'd rather feel things out with me on the side and still be with him. Tells him we're just friends, even though there's obviously something that draws us to each other.
This is not a re-hashing of 2004-05. This is present day Tulsa, Oklahoma.
UGH. I really know how to make things overly hard on myself.
So there's this girl in one of my classes named Holly. We've been flirting with each other pretty much all semester and it's pretty clear we like each other. The problem? She has a boyfriend of 2 years and even though she likes me and would rather be with me, she's not ready to give up the boyfriend because it would complicate things. So she'd rather feel things out with me on the side and still be with him. Tells him we're just friends, even though there's obviously something that draws us to each other.
This is not a re-hashing of 2004-05. This is present day Tulsa, Oklahoma.
UGH. I really know how to make things overly hard on myself.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Homesick
Diane,
I got up early this morning to get some reading done for my classes. Went over to the cafeteria to get something for breakfast and the guy at the register noticed my University of Manitoba T-shirt. He started talking about how he was from Indiana and how he loved being up north this time of year. It really made me homesick.
I haven't really missed home much this year, but something just clicked in me. I miss the change of the seasons. I miss my friends and family that I barely ever get to talk to anymore. I miss the political discussions with my dad. I even miss my putrid Blue Bombers.
I guess these things come and go. I feel blessed to be pursuing my dream of being a lawyer and Tulsa is my type of town. I have great friends who are very supportive, but it doesn't replace what I've got back home.
I'll be coming home over American Thanksgiving, but that's still 7 weeks away. I guess I'll just have to keep busy and not think about anything but what's directly in front of me. I'll see you in a couple of months.
I got up early this morning to get some reading done for my classes. Went over to the cafeteria to get something for breakfast and the guy at the register noticed my University of Manitoba T-shirt. He started talking about how he was from Indiana and how he loved being up north this time of year. It really made me homesick.
I haven't really missed home much this year, but something just clicked in me. I miss the change of the seasons. I miss my friends and family that I barely ever get to talk to anymore. I miss the political discussions with my dad. I even miss my putrid Blue Bombers.
I guess these things come and go. I feel blessed to be pursuing my dream of being a lawyer and Tulsa is my type of town. I have great friends who are very supportive, but it doesn't replace what I've got back home.
I'll be coming home over American Thanksgiving, but that's still 7 weeks away. I guess I'll just have to keep busy and not think about anything but what's directly in front of me. I'll see you in a couple of months.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sports news
Mrs. C,
This just in...The Bombers still suck.
So I turn my attention south. Vikings and Jets are both 2-0, which makes me happy.
University of Tulsa introduced their new vision of our mascot, complete with a superhero backstory.
http://deadspin.com/5364520/tulsas-proactive-mascot-teaches-you-about-electricity-i-think
It's tough to come up with a mascot for a team called "The Golden Hurricane", but Captain Cane doesn't really strike fear in the hearts of many. Maybe it's an attempt to direct attention away from our nickname being as close to a sexual position as you're going to find on the football field. I still choose to look on the bright side and thank God we're not the Crimson Tide.
The BIG news is that Tulsa was awarded regional games in the 2011 NCAA Basketball Tournament! It is the most exciting sporting event in the world and the first 2 rounds are usually the games that see the most upsets (AKA the most fun). Couple that with the fact that Oklahoma City is hosting the first 2 rounds this year and it looks like a good time to be a college basketball fan in Oklahoma.
I just checked the official line...We're not talking about it; it's a non-issue; We're handling it internally...and the Bombers still suck.
This just in...The Bombers still suck.
So I turn my attention south. Vikings and Jets are both 2-0, which makes me happy.
University of Tulsa introduced their new vision of our mascot, complete with a superhero backstory.
http://deadspin.com/5364520/tulsas-proactive-mascot-teaches-you-about-electricity-i-think
It's tough to come up with a mascot for a team called "The Golden Hurricane", but Captain Cane doesn't really strike fear in the hearts of many. Maybe it's an attempt to direct attention away from our nickname being as close to a sexual position as you're going to find on the football field. I still choose to look on the bright side and thank God we're not the Crimson Tide.
The BIG news is that Tulsa was awarded regional games in the 2011 NCAA Basketball Tournament! It is the most exciting sporting event in the world and the first 2 rounds are usually the games that see the most upsets (AKA the most fun). Couple that with the fact that Oklahoma City is hosting the first 2 rounds this year and it looks like a good time to be a college basketball fan in Oklahoma.
I just checked the official line...We're not talking about it; it's a non-issue; We're handling it internally...and the Bombers still suck.
Changes...
Diane,
This past week has been a little interesting. A friend of mine broke up with his girlfriend of almost 3 years on Monday. By Wednesday, she had left the apartment they shared and was on her way back to Chicago. We all hated her, but it still reminded me of what I gave up. There was part of me that wanted to tell him to reconsider before she was gone because once she is, it's over and she's not coming back.
Watched One Tree Hill tonight. A couple of twists I didn't expect came up and my first reaction was to pick up the phone and call her. It's what I've done in the past and it's what I wanted to do tonight. It takes everything not to call her. I still love her, but I'm trying my best to forget her. I don't check her facebook or livejournal anymore to try not to think about her, but it's still tough. I still consider her my family. Turning my back on her when she needed me the most is something I will regret for the rest of my life, but it's something I have to live with.
But time for me to stop whining and get back to the books. Evidence is calling my name.
This past week has been a little interesting. A friend of mine broke up with his girlfriend of almost 3 years on Monday. By Wednesday, she had left the apartment they shared and was on her way back to Chicago. We all hated her, but it still reminded me of what I gave up. There was part of me that wanted to tell him to reconsider before she was gone because once she is, it's over and she's not coming back.
Watched One Tree Hill tonight. A couple of twists I didn't expect came up and my first reaction was to pick up the phone and call her. It's what I've done in the past and it's what I wanted to do tonight. It takes everything not to call her. I still love her, but I'm trying my best to forget her. I don't check her facebook or livejournal anymore to try not to think about her, but it's still tough. I still consider her my family. Turning my back on her when she needed me the most is something I will regret for the rest of my life, but it's something I have to live with.
But time for me to stop whining and get back to the books. Evidence is calling my name.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Political Posturing
Diane,
As you know, I'm interested in the Manitoba political scene. No secret there. I was reading the Free Press this morning and this jumped out at me.
http://www.winnipegfreepress.com/breakingnews/Ashton-team-suggests-first-ballot-win-59226762.html
Steve Ashton is holding a press conference to discuss his brisk membership sales in the NDP leadership race. Apparently, he has so many that it's possible that he'll win on the first ballot. I had him pegged as the winner, but this news actually has me wondering.
This seems like a classic bluff; puff out your chest, act like a winner, and hope that you draw the bandwagon jumpers in. It's a strategy that worked in the past, but it often backfires. I remember the rumoured 5,000 membership books that one candidate had supposedly taken out during the PC Leadership. When the votes were counted, there definitely wasn't 50,000 people voting for him.
What I like about the announcement is the way politics are changing in the province. Gary Doer has long steered this province by setting a low bar and coming through with what he promised. It's worked wonders politically, as we've trotted out promise after promise that seemed unrealistic to the voters.
If I'm right and Steve Ashton is going to become the next Premier of Manitoba, then this bravado is a good sign for all those drinking the haterade. The NDP moves left, reverts to campaigning on vision, and Manitoba's moderate population has to reconsider where they park their votes. Interesting days ahead.
As you know, I'm interested in the Manitoba political scene. No secret there. I was reading the Free Press this morning and this jumped out at me.
http://www.winnipegfreepress.com/breakingnews/Ashton-team-suggests-first-ballot-win-59226762.html
Steve Ashton is holding a press conference to discuss his brisk membership sales in the NDP leadership race. Apparently, he has so many that it's possible that he'll win on the first ballot. I had him pegged as the winner, but this news actually has me wondering.
This seems like a classic bluff; puff out your chest, act like a winner, and hope that you draw the bandwagon jumpers in. It's a strategy that worked in the past, but it often backfires. I remember the rumoured 5,000 membership books that one candidate had supposedly taken out during the PC Leadership. When the votes were counted, there definitely wasn't 50,000 people voting for him.
What I like about the announcement is the way politics are changing in the province. Gary Doer has long steered this province by setting a low bar and coming through with what he promised. It's worked wonders politically, as we've trotted out promise after promise that seemed unrealistic to the voters.
If I'm right and Steve Ashton is going to become the next Premier of Manitoba, then this bravado is a good sign for all those drinking the haterade. The NDP moves left, reverts to campaigning on vision, and Manitoba's moderate population has to reconsider where they park their votes. Interesting days ahead.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
So this is what I'm going to have to deal with?
Diane,
We were discussing a case in Professional Responsibility today that got to me a little. This man, Alton Logan, was tried and convicted of the 1982 killing of a MacDonald's security guard. The problem was, he was innocent, and the lawyers for the man responsible for the murder knew it.
The moral thing to do is to prevent an innocent man from going to prison, but that's not how the justice system works. A lawyer's first, last, and only duty is to live within the ethical rules of the legal system, giving the best defense possible to their client and keeping what is told to them confidential under attorney-client privilege. The lawyers knew that Logan was innocent, but their hands were tied by the law.
*Side Note: They were able to come forward now because they had worked out a deal with their client that if he died they could take his sworn confession public, as he could no longer face punishment for the crime. He's dead, and they came forward.
Logan was convicted and sentenced to life in prison when the death penalty vote wasn't unanimous. The ironic part of this is that to save his life, they would have had to vote to kill him. The death penalty vote was 10-2 in favor and had the 2 members of the jury that spared his life voted to kill him, the lawyers with knowledge that he was innocent would have been allowed to break privilege to save his life. But sending him to jail for the rest of his days is okay by system standards.
While it's awful to think that this happens, you can't blame the lawyers. Had they broken privilege and come forward, the evidence would have been suppressed because it came from a broken Attorney-Client Privilege. Don't hate the player, hate the game.
I swallow hard when thinking about keeping these things to myself, but I know it has to be done. Upholding the system is the most important part of a lawyer's oath to himself and his profession. It may not make for the greatest morality discussion when you discuss the rules with people who don't have to deal with lawyers, but in the situation that someone needs legal help, you can rest assured that what you tell your lawyer stays between you and him. I just need to start thinking more like an attorney and less like a lay-man.
Here's the 60 Minutes video link of the story:
http://http//www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=4126194n&tag=related;photovideo
We were discussing a case in Professional Responsibility today that got to me a little. This man, Alton Logan, was tried and convicted of the 1982 killing of a MacDonald's security guard. The problem was, he was innocent, and the lawyers for the man responsible for the murder knew it.
The moral thing to do is to prevent an innocent man from going to prison, but that's not how the justice system works. A lawyer's first, last, and only duty is to live within the ethical rules of the legal system, giving the best defense possible to their client and keeping what is told to them confidential under attorney-client privilege. The lawyers knew that Logan was innocent, but their hands were tied by the law.
*Side Note: They were able to come forward now because they had worked out a deal with their client that if he died they could take his sworn confession public, as he could no longer face punishment for the crime. He's dead, and they came forward.
Logan was convicted and sentenced to life in prison when the death penalty vote wasn't unanimous. The ironic part of this is that to save his life, they would have had to vote to kill him. The death penalty vote was 10-2 in favor and had the 2 members of the jury that spared his life voted to kill him, the lawyers with knowledge that he was innocent would have been allowed to break privilege to save his life. But sending him to jail for the rest of his days is okay by system standards.
While it's awful to think that this happens, you can't blame the lawyers. Had they broken privilege and come forward, the evidence would have been suppressed because it came from a broken Attorney-Client Privilege. Don't hate the player, hate the game.
I swallow hard when thinking about keeping these things to myself, but I know it has to be done. Upholding the system is the most important part of a lawyer's oath to himself and his profession. It may not make for the greatest morality discussion when you discuss the rules with people who don't have to deal with lawyers, but in the situation that someone needs legal help, you can rest assured that what you tell your lawyer stays between you and him. I just need to start thinking more like an attorney and less like a lay-man.
Here's the 60 Minutes video link of the story:
http://http//www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=4126194n&tag=related;photovideo
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Pacman to eat up the yards in Blue and Gold!
Adam "Pacman" Jones is a Winnipeg Blue Bomber. Feels weird saying that.
The first round selection of the Tennessee Titans in 2005 signed with the Bombers today and will be used primarily on kickoff and punt returns. He's probably more famous for his off field antics than what he did on it. He was involved in a shooting at a Las Vegas strip club where another person ended up paralyzed from the waist down, and had an altercation with a member of his own security detail last season when he played for the Cowboys.
I'm sure if you frequent one of Winnipeg's strip clubs, you'll see him soon. Just remember to wear your kevlar.
UPDATE: I'm sure everyone knows by now, but Pacman streamed a video blog where he went off like a jackass about how he didn't care about the CFL(once he got the name of the league right) and how he would be out of Winnipeg the second an NFL team came calling. It was one of the most unprofessional things I have ever seen and it cost him another team. I wouldn't be surprised if it's totally over for him in professional football at this point. Good move by the Bombers recinding this offer.
The first round selection of the Tennessee Titans in 2005 signed with the Bombers today and will be used primarily on kickoff and punt returns. He's probably more famous for his off field antics than what he did on it. He was involved in a shooting at a Las Vegas strip club where another person ended up paralyzed from the waist down, and had an altercation with a member of his own security detail last season when he played for the Cowboys.
I'm sure if you frequent one of Winnipeg's strip clubs, you'll see him soon. Just remember to wear your kevlar.
UPDATE: I'm sure everyone knows by now, but Pacman streamed a video blog where he went off like a jackass about how he didn't care about the CFL(once he got the name of the league right) and how he would be out of Winnipeg the second an NFL team came calling. It was one of the most unprofessional things I have ever seen and it cost him another team. I wouldn't be surprised if it's totally over for him in professional football at this point. Good move by the Bombers recinding this offer.
Bon Chance, Doer!
Diane,
Gary Doer resigned last week. Oh, happy days!
I was sitting in my Admin Law class when my sister shot me a message over facebook that told me that he was gone. I felt like Don McLean the day Buddy Holly's plane crashed...except this was the day the music returned! I had to sit in class for the next 20 minutes with this news over my head that I wanted to celebrate, but couldn't; I was shaking by the time he let us out of class.
For all I say about the NDP, Gary Doer was actually a very capable premier of Manitoba. He may have spent too much and not done as much as I would have liked with the tremendous increase in revenues that he recieved, but at the end of the day Manitoba isn't in terrible shape. I give him as much credit as I can for that.
I think he'll do well in the role of ambassador to the United States. It will be nice to see Manitoba with a friend in that position, given that we will be going full speed ahead with centreport. But the best part is Gary Doer is totally neutralized for the 2011 election that will be won and lost on policy and vision, rather than Gary's cult of personality.
Gary Doer resigned last week. Oh, happy days!
I was sitting in my Admin Law class when my sister shot me a message over facebook that told me that he was gone. I felt like Don McLean the day Buddy Holly's plane crashed...except this was the day the music returned! I had to sit in class for the next 20 minutes with this news over my head that I wanted to celebrate, but couldn't; I was shaking by the time he let us out of class.
For all I say about the NDP, Gary Doer was actually a very capable premier of Manitoba. He may have spent too much and not done as much as I would have liked with the tremendous increase in revenues that he recieved, but at the end of the day Manitoba isn't in terrible shape. I give him as much credit as I can for that.
I think he'll do well in the role of ambassador to the United States. It will be nice to see Manitoba with a friend in that position, given that we will be going full speed ahead with centreport. But the best part is Gary Doer is totally neutralized for the 2011 election that will be won and lost on policy and vision, rather than Gary's cult of personality.
Back in Tulsa: 2L Time
Mrs. C,
I got back to Tulsa a couple of weeks ago. I came back a week early in order to get things ready with some of my responsibilities (Student Bar Association, Phi Alpha Delta, Bar prep work, job interviews). Some have been going better than others.
When I got back, the first thing I did was buy a bed. I spent all last year on the fold out cot that I brought with me from Canada. It was murder on my back. Found a decent bed and I've been getting decent sleep this year. That is, when it isn't 90 degrees at night.
My classes are tough. This year I'm taking Administrative Law, Evidence, Constitutional Law II, Civil Procedure II, and Professional Responsibility. I'm up at the law school from 7:30-6 on Mondays and Wednesdays. Tuesdays and Thursdays I'm done with classes at 12:15, but I still have all that reading to get through. It's going to be a long semester.
Most of the same cast of characters is back this year, with a few notable exceptions. A couple of good friends either transferred, or realized law wasn't for them. Happy for them, but it's a little more lonely here in Tulsa.
Not much to report as way of stories or interesting events. I'll have to save those for later.
I got back to Tulsa a couple of weeks ago. I came back a week early in order to get things ready with some of my responsibilities (Student Bar Association, Phi Alpha Delta, Bar prep work, job interviews). Some have been going better than others.
When I got back, the first thing I did was buy a bed. I spent all last year on the fold out cot that I brought with me from Canada. It was murder on my back. Found a decent bed and I've been getting decent sleep this year. That is, when it isn't 90 degrees at night.
My classes are tough. This year I'm taking Administrative Law, Evidence, Constitutional Law II, Civil Procedure II, and Professional Responsibility. I'm up at the law school from 7:30-6 on Mondays and Wednesdays. Tuesdays and Thursdays I'm done with classes at 12:15, but I still have all that reading to get through. It's going to be a long semester.
Most of the same cast of characters is back this year, with a few notable exceptions. A couple of good friends either transferred, or realized law wasn't for them. Happy for them, but it's a little more lonely here in Tulsa.
Not much to report as way of stories or interesting events. I'll have to save those for later.
Back in Tulsa: Summer Recap
Diane,
I took the summer off from blogging because, well, I was home and I had better things to do. I was able to converse with you in person this summer, which was better than writing everything down on the blog. But I'll do a quick recap of the summer's happenings:
Work- Spent the summer working for an accomplished Canadian Member of Parliament. I won't mention names, but working in the office this summer gave me some paid political experience that I've never had. Lots of interesting days, but there definitely were some boring ones where the phone wouldn't ring and I had to fight the urge not to spend every minute of the day surfing the internet for entertainment.
What I will say is this: His office is probably the best run, most efficient political organization I have ever seen. Working there gave me some insight into what a political ognaization should(and shouldn't be). I didn't agree with everything that goes on there, but for the majority, I was wowed.
Free time: I didn't have much. I worked a lot, and spent much of my time when I wasn't working with family...AKA yard work.I saw 2 of the 3 Bomber games that I could this summer(thanks for the schedule, CFL!), saw a few concerts, a fair amount of movies(Hangover and 500 Days of summer being tops), but for the most part I was off the party radar. For the first time in 5 years I didn't do anything for my birthday. There wasn't a theme party, or a giant get together; I just didn't feel like it.
Relationships: Main reason I didn't feel like partying on my birthday. Holly and I were long done by the beginning of the summer, but I didn't know it yet. Part of me always hung on to the hope that we'd just fall back together everytime my life stopped for a second and I had the time and want to be there for her. But a funny thing happened while I was off living my life; she started living her's.
I discovered this early in the summer and spent most of my time in Manitoba whining to get back in. I dated a few girls while I was home, but none of them felt like a fit for me and I always ended up back on the phone with my ex, feeling out the possibilities of getting back together. I felt like her old dog Toby, who used to stand at the door whimpering to get out, only to turn around and cry to get back in again immediately. It was pretty pathetic.
Now that I'm back in Tulsa, with a lot of distance between us, I see how bad I was this summer. I still love her, but it's better that we're not together. Maybe we can be friends and someday...who knows? No point in dwelling on possibilities, I guess.
Family: Things are pretty good in the family. I worry about dad sometimes with all the pressure that's on him. Mom's doing well at the shop. Katelyn is going back to school in a week. Jenna is settled into her place in Morden and Mike has a car, which means Jenna won't need to pick him up all the time.
I'm going to make a few posts today and make more of an effort to post every couple of days. Hope everything is well at home, Mrs. C.
I took the summer off from blogging because, well, I was home and I had better things to do. I was able to converse with you in person this summer, which was better than writing everything down on the blog. But I'll do a quick recap of the summer's happenings:
Work- Spent the summer working for an accomplished Canadian Member of Parliament. I won't mention names, but working in the office this summer gave me some paid political experience that I've never had. Lots of interesting days, but there definitely were some boring ones where the phone wouldn't ring and I had to fight the urge not to spend every minute of the day surfing the internet for entertainment.
What I will say is this: His office is probably the best run, most efficient political organization I have ever seen. Working there gave me some insight into what a political ognaization should(and shouldn't be). I didn't agree with everything that goes on there, but for the majority, I was wowed.
Free time: I didn't have much. I worked a lot, and spent much of my time when I wasn't working with family...AKA yard work.I saw 2 of the 3 Bomber games that I could this summer(thanks for the schedule, CFL!), saw a few concerts, a fair amount of movies(Hangover and 500 Days of summer being tops), but for the most part I was off the party radar. For the first time in 5 years I didn't do anything for my birthday. There wasn't a theme party, or a giant get together; I just didn't feel like it.
Relationships: Main reason I didn't feel like partying on my birthday. Holly and I were long done by the beginning of the summer, but I didn't know it yet. Part of me always hung on to the hope that we'd just fall back together everytime my life stopped for a second and I had the time and want to be there for her. But a funny thing happened while I was off living my life; she started living her's.
I discovered this early in the summer and spent most of my time in Manitoba whining to get back in. I dated a few girls while I was home, but none of them felt like a fit for me and I always ended up back on the phone with my ex, feeling out the possibilities of getting back together. I felt like her old dog Toby, who used to stand at the door whimpering to get out, only to turn around and cry to get back in again immediately. It was pretty pathetic.
Now that I'm back in Tulsa, with a lot of distance between us, I see how bad I was this summer. I still love her, but it's better that we're not together. Maybe we can be friends and someday...who knows? No point in dwelling on possibilities, I guess.
Family: Things are pretty good in the family. I worry about dad sometimes with all the pressure that's on him. Mom's doing well at the shop. Katelyn is going back to school in a week. Jenna is settled into her place in Morden and Mike has a car, which means Jenna won't need to pick him up all the time.
I'm going to make a few posts today and make more of an effort to post every couple of days. Hope everything is well at home, Mrs. C.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Back in Manitoba
Dear Diane,
Why didn't you warn me about this? I'm back in Manitoba shivering under a blanket in this weather; Minus 1 C (30 F) and SNOW ON THE GROUND!! It is the middle of May! This is supposed to be the first weekend of lake weather and it's looking like we'll be lucky to see green grass.
All year I got ribbed for being Canadian. Everytime a new person would find out where I was from, I'd get all the stereotypical jokes over again; Does everyone play hockey? Do you say 'aboot' and 'eh'? Do you live in igloos year 'round? I'd laugh and roll my eyes, but I'd really like to thank mother nature for proving every one of my misinformed american friends right: Canada is a winter wasteland!
Guess it's time to suck it up and look on the bright side; It can't get much worse...can it?
Why didn't you warn me about this? I'm back in Manitoba shivering under a blanket in this weather; Minus 1 C (30 F) and SNOW ON THE GROUND!! It is the middle of May! This is supposed to be the first weekend of lake weather and it's looking like we'll be lucky to see green grass.
All year I got ribbed for being Canadian. Everytime a new person would find out where I was from, I'd get all the stereotypical jokes over again; Does everyone play hockey? Do you say 'aboot' and 'eh'? Do you live in igloos year 'round? I'd laugh and roll my eyes, but I'd really like to thank mother nature for proving every one of my misinformed american friends right: Canada is a winter wasteland!
Guess it's time to suck it up and look on the bright side; It can't get much worse...can it?
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Done!!
Diane,
Year one has come to an end. The property exam yesterday was the toughest exam I have ever taken. Just thinking about it makes me cringe. Marks come out on June 1st, so we'll see how I did then.
I'm leaving Tulsa for the summer either tomorrow or Monday. Probably tomorrow. I'll stop into Des Moines on the way back to visit my Iowa family and friends and be back in Canada for the summer on Tuesday or Wednesday.
The first year of law school has been one of the toughest, but best years of my life. The education I've recieved is top notch and the professors(for the most part) have been great. But the biggest thing I'll take away from this is the friendships.
I assumed that my time in Tulsa was going to be short; One and done and off to a different school. Apparently, most of my fellow students felt the same way. But there's something about this place - the school, the people, the moment - it just feels right and like something special is taking place right in front of our eyes.
This place has changed me for the better. I believe in myself more, I'm more capable of putting myself out there and trusting my abilities. I still spend money like a drunken sailor, but I'm working on that part too.
Next year I'll be coming back to the school as a 2L Delegate, treasurer of the Phi Alpha Delta fraternity, and one of the leaders in a number of other organizations. The second year will be rougher than the first, but I think I'm turning a corner with my study habits and I'm better prepared than ever to deal with it.
Looking forward to seeing you in a couple of days. It will be great to be home, even if it's just for a few months.
Year one has come to an end. The property exam yesterday was the toughest exam I have ever taken. Just thinking about it makes me cringe. Marks come out on June 1st, so we'll see how I did then.
I'm leaving Tulsa for the summer either tomorrow or Monday. Probably tomorrow. I'll stop into Des Moines on the way back to visit my Iowa family and friends and be back in Canada for the summer on Tuesday or Wednesday.
The first year of law school has been one of the toughest, but best years of my life. The education I've recieved is top notch and the professors(for the most part) have been great. But the biggest thing I'll take away from this is the friendships.
I assumed that my time in Tulsa was going to be short; One and done and off to a different school. Apparently, most of my fellow students felt the same way. But there's something about this place - the school, the people, the moment - it just feels right and like something special is taking place right in front of our eyes.
This place has changed me for the better. I believe in myself more, I'm more capable of putting myself out there and trusting my abilities. I still spend money like a drunken sailor, but I'm working on that part too.
Next year I'll be coming back to the school as a 2L Delegate, treasurer of the Phi Alpha Delta fraternity, and one of the leaders in a number of other organizations. The second year will be rougher than the first, but I think I'm turning a corner with my study habits and I'm better prepared than ever to deal with it.
Looking forward to seeing you in a couple of days. It will be great to be home, even if it's just for a few months.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Buh-Bye, Beard
Dear Diane,
I'm sorry I have to write this, but today I overgroomed and took a chunk out of my finals beard. I had to shave the whole thing because of it.
I started the beard as a laugh at the beginning of last month after I won the Student Bar Association election and became a class delegate for next year. I ran a campaign with posters featuring pictures of friends of mine that were also running that had beards, with a bigger picture of me under it and the tagline "Aaron Faurschou: The Candidate with nothing to hide". I won by a big margin and thought it would be funny if I started growing a beard the next day, a flip-flopping politician who turns against the anti-beard electorate for his own purposes.
It was funny for a week, but after a while I started to like the look. I looked a little older, the women flocked; it was great.
I had a plan to come home, let everyone see me with facial hair, which has never happened, shave it into the moustache to get a picture with my dad AND THEN SHAVE. Now I have to start from scratch.
I can't even look in the mirror right now. I look like an awkward 17 year old boy...rather than the awkward 26 year old by that I am. Disappointed, but it's time to move on.
I'm sorry I have to write this, but today I overgroomed and took a chunk out of my finals beard. I had to shave the whole thing because of it.
I started the beard as a laugh at the beginning of last month after I won the Student Bar Association election and became a class delegate for next year. I ran a campaign with posters featuring pictures of friends of mine that were also running that had beards, with a bigger picture of me under it and the tagline "Aaron Faurschou: The Candidate with nothing to hide". I won by a big margin and thought it would be funny if I started growing a beard the next day, a flip-flopping politician who turns against the anti-beard electorate for his own purposes.
It was funny for a week, but after a while I started to like the look. I looked a little older, the women flocked; it was great.
I had a plan to come home, let everyone see me with facial hair, which has never happened, shave it into the moustache to get a picture with my dad AND THEN SHAVE. Now I have to start from scratch.
I can't even look in the mirror right now. I look like an awkward 17 year old boy...rather than the awkward 26 year old by that I am. Disappointed, but it's time to move on.
Another one bites the dust
Diane,
Finished another exam yesterday. I think I spotted almost all the issues in the fact patterns and applied the Constitution properly. I'd be very disappointed if I got anything less than a B for my efforts.
Right now I'm working on my Domestic Violence take home essay that's due on Friday. The class taught me more than I thought it would about the nature of Domestic Violence, but for the most part it seems like a wasted class to take, especially since I could be spending this time working on Property.
Anyway, I'm working on that and rediscovering what a good band Nada Surf was (or is, if they're still making music). Listen to "Always Love" and tell me it doesn't get you hitting the replay button.
Now back to my regularly scheduled programming...
Finished another exam yesterday. I think I spotted almost all the issues in the fact patterns and applied the Constitution properly. I'd be very disappointed if I got anything less than a B for my efforts.
Right now I'm working on my Domestic Violence take home essay that's due on Friday. The class taught me more than I thought it would about the nature of Domestic Violence, but for the most part it seems like a wasted class to take, especially since I could be spending this time working on Property.
Anyway, I'm working on that and rediscovering what a good band Nada Surf was (or is, if they're still making music). Listen to "Always Love" and tell me it doesn't get you hitting the replay button.
Now back to my regularly scheduled programming...
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Finals
Dear Diane,
It's that time again; Final Exams. The moment we separate the men from the boys; the wheat from the chaff; the...well, you get the picture.
I finished my first exam on Thursday and I feel good about it. Criminal Law is one of the more straightforward finals I have to deal with and the Multiple Choice format goes well with my "educated guessing" method of test taking.
Tomorrow is Constitutional Law, which is formulistic, meaning I ask one question, to get to another question, to get ot another question, until I find the answer. I feel okay about it, since we get to bring our notes in with us, but the exam is 3 hours and it will be a complete time crunch to get everything down on paper. Our professor in this course has been unbelievable, so here's hoping that some of it has stuck.
After Property on Friday I'll be packing up and heading home for the summer. With the Swine Flu Pandemic going around, I can't chance being down here without health insurance, and that runs out for me on the 12th of May. Looking forward to seeing you and the rest of my friends and family all summer before packing up and heading back for year 2. See you in 10 days!
It's that time again; Final Exams. The moment we separate the men from the boys; the wheat from the chaff; the...well, you get the picture.
I finished my first exam on Thursday and I feel good about it. Criminal Law is one of the more straightforward finals I have to deal with and the Multiple Choice format goes well with my "educated guessing" method of test taking.
Tomorrow is Constitutional Law, which is formulistic, meaning I ask one question, to get to another question, to get ot another question, until I find the answer. I feel okay about it, since we get to bring our notes in with us, but the exam is 3 hours and it will be a complete time crunch to get everything down on paper. Our professor in this course has been unbelievable, so here's hoping that some of it has stuck.
After Property on Friday I'll be packing up and heading home for the summer. With the Swine Flu Pandemic going around, I can't chance being down here without health insurance, and that runs out for me on the 12th of May. Looking forward to seeing you and the rest of my friends and family all summer before packing up and heading back for year 2. See you in 10 days!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Let's get it going...
Dear Diane,
Long time, no speak. I'll keep it short since I have to get back to writing my brief, but I had an interesting meeting today. I'm a candidate for the International and Comparative Law Journal here in Tulsa and I had an informal meeting with the editors. One of the editors asked me, "What classical work of fiction would you say describes you best?"
I said, "I could go for the easy answer and say 'To kill a mockingbird' and say that Atticus Fitch is the lawyer I'd someday like to be, but I'll say that the book that best describes me is 'Slaughterhouse V' by Kurt Vonnegut."
One of the other editors looked at me and said "Wow. That's an interesting answer. Why do you say that?"
I said, "It's the worst book I've ever read. It's longwinded, unnecessary, and completely full of shit. I'm pretty sure that sums me up."
They loved the answer.
What can I say? I'm a charming guy.
Long time, no speak. I'll keep it short since I have to get back to writing my brief, but I had an interesting meeting today. I'm a candidate for the International and Comparative Law Journal here in Tulsa and I had an informal meeting with the editors. One of the editors asked me, "What classical work of fiction would you say describes you best?"
I said, "I could go for the easy answer and say 'To kill a mockingbird' and say that Atticus Fitch is the lawyer I'd someday like to be, but I'll say that the book that best describes me is 'Slaughterhouse V' by Kurt Vonnegut."
One of the other editors looked at me and said "Wow. That's an interesting answer. Why do you say that?"
I said, "It's the worst book I've ever read. It's longwinded, unnecessary, and completely full of shit. I'm pretty sure that sums me up."
They loved the answer.
What can I say? I'm a charming guy.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Great Ice Storm of '09
Dear Diane,
This is as good a time as any to pick up the blog again. As I write, I'm trapped in my apartment by an ice storm that has shut down Tulsa for the past 2 and a half days. In reality, the storm ended around 5 PM yesterday, but they've closed school again because Tulsa is completely unprepared for any glimpse of winter. It's sad really.
In Oklahoma, we rarely get snow; it just doesn't happen. So for them to have a fleet of snow plows, sanding trucks, or anything else that we as Canadians come to expect would be wasteful. So instead of fighting Mother Nature and trying to keep everything up and running, Tulsa just waits it out. The whole city just turns into one big ghost town, glazed over by a thick layer of ice and an eighth of an inch of snow. As I look out the window at oddity of sunny skies and the vacant streets I wonder, "Is this really all it takes?". To be fair, walking home from school on Monday was nearly impossible, as everything was covered in ice and even slight inclines felt like Mount Everest, and I wouldn't be caught dead on these roads with all season tires and novice winter drivers, but this whole thing is just laughable to me.
Well, at least I have my books here, which helps me get a little ahead of the curve in some subjects. But until the the sun melts the ice(which may still be a day or so off), I'm trapped here. Wish me luck!
This is as good a time as any to pick up the blog again. As I write, I'm trapped in my apartment by an ice storm that has shut down Tulsa for the past 2 and a half days. In reality, the storm ended around 5 PM yesterday, but they've closed school again because Tulsa is completely unprepared for any glimpse of winter. It's sad really.
In Oklahoma, we rarely get snow; it just doesn't happen. So for them to have a fleet of snow plows, sanding trucks, or anything else that we as Canadians come to expect would be wasteful. So instead of fighting Mother Nature and trying to keep everything up and running, Tulsa just waits it out. The whole city just turns into one big ghost town, glazed over by a thick layer of ice and an eighth of an inch of snow. As I look out the window at oddity of sunny skies and the vacant streets I wonder, "Is this really all it takes?". To be fair, walking home from school on Monday was nearly impossible, as everything was covered in ice and even slight inclines felt like Mount Everest, and I wouldn't be caught dead on these roads with all season tires and novice winter drivers, but this whole thing is just laughable to me.
Well, at least I have my books here, which helps me get a little ahead of the curve in some subjects. But until the the sun melts the ice(which may still be a day or so off), I'm trapped here. Wish me luck!
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