Appellate Briefs, more Peanut Butter, and other Absurd Happenings at Law School

So I'm here in the library like every other studious law student working on their appellate brief. For those of you, which I will go out on a limb and say most of you, have no earthly idea idea what appellate is or if it even relates to law school. That makes two of us. Well to make a long story short and let all of you in the secrets of law school, appellate advocacy is pretty much what the Supreme Court is all about. You write a brief, a legal argument, for your client and go argue it before some of the most brilliant, intelligent and intimidating people you will ever see in your life. Sounds fun right??
Well before this I was working on Crim Law and Contracts (Ks), nevermind, but anyway....Crim Law is probably one of my most hated courses. The professor calls a name from the gallery and this person proceeds to teach the class about...you guessed it Criminal Law. Now where is the logic in this. It's like throwing someone in a car, handing them the keys and saying DRIVE!!! Mind you this person is the ripe old age of 5. Go figure, that's how it feels like. Think of something so insanely hard and then imagine teaching it to yourself.
Another funny occurrence was in Ks the other day when my professor makes the comment that topless dancing would be good for public policy in bringing pleasure to the masses. I thought I would fall out of my chair, luckily that was the main purpose behind the statement. I think she noticed a few of us dozing off, so I was pleasantly surprised and awakened to hear that statement come from her. It was truly worth coming to class for that one.
Last but not least, as we all know the Peanut Butter scare of 2007 is behind us and it was a scary time for some of all us. I'm glad to see everyone made it out alive, especially me. I have since coming back from Christmas break been partaking of a PB&J sandwich for lunch, give or take a few days. Yes, I got the sneers and quick looks from my colleagues when I bite into that whole American goodness known as the PB&J. I grew up on this stuff, it's the greatest stuff since well sliced bread. As I made my sandwich Monday I just glanced at the lid of my Wal*mart Great Value PB and noticed those numbers of 2111...It can't be I said to myself, how did I let that slide by for the last two weeks while as this news has been hitting the air waves, then I remembered, I am a law student with no life, even though I knew about the PB I really didn't care about the PB, and obviously I survived because I had been eating the stuff for the last two weeks while all the stuff was going on. So there you have it, I do fell victim the Salmonella Scare of 2007, what will it be next time, the chives in the Nacho Belle Grande at Taco Bell....wait I eat there every other week....Well until next time, or unless something fantastic happens.

Salmonella, Peter Pan and Valentine's Day

So you've all heard about the Peter Pan and the Salmonella scare that has swept the country. Quite devastating, people turning sick up all over the U.S. Specifically, friends I know have come into contact with this treacherous bandit named Peter Pan in their homes and schools. Even one of my law professors is wondering about his chances of getting salmonella poisoning. School children from my hometown were fed this particular lot of peanut butter, now I know why SC is 49th in the country in Education. I digress. I have never had the inclination to write a note, but when this story was relayed to me, I just had to broadcast it to Facebook land. One of my dear 1L friends' sister's boyfriend, yeah lost yet? Anyway, the IL's sister's boyfriend tells his girlfriend (1L's sister) that all he wants for Valentine's Day is Crunch bars and peanut butter, and guess what kind of peanut butter did she get? You guessed it, Peter Pan. The poor kid has been sick for a week, and my 1L friend is seeing dollar bill signs in her eyes and from her grade in Torts, I would kill to be second counsel on this one. If nothing else, get some salmonella free Peter Pan peanut butter. What is the moral of this story? I don't really have one. Be careful what you ask for, you might get it? or Stay away from Peter Pan peanut butter lot # 2111. Maybe that's it. Well maybe I’ll get better at this note writing in the future, and maybe I’ll start a blog. All the cool kids and professors at Jones are doing it. But if anything hope you all enjoyed a laugh. In passing, I heard the guy is doing much better, but is afraid of any edible food his gf gives him. Heck, with the way girls cook these days, I don’t blame him.