ornery

big ups to brooklyn!

what does that mean exactly? big ups?

whatever it is, i think we should also give some sizeable ups to our very own tom hunter. not only is he an all-around nice guy who's quick with a joke and a smile, he also came through on the 18"x18" laparotomy pad!

nice job, tom! you da meng.

as he stated, we need someone to make the presentation to tony on the last day of class, so if you'd like to nominate anyone, by all means, do so here...

so anyway, i've got a lot of things to mention here, but not much time to do it, as i've got about fifty pages of a sweet little bedtime story called tort law: R&R awaiting me.

first, i have to say that there's been some great stuff on the discussion board from my last post. we've got people telling me to chill out, to drink water, to chew gum, and to write something funny. we've got the incredible image of pitler banging on his podium with a gavel. we've got people accusing each other of being ornery. (ornery!) in a wicked twist, we've got conflicts between theobald and pseudo-theobalds! great shit. and finally, we've got angry mussivand riffing brilliantly on r. kelly's (actual) and r. pitler's (theoretical) partaking in the delivery of golden showers (AKA yellow discipline). all things considered, a great day on the message board. you all kick ass.

(by the way... who hasn't r. kelly slept with? more to the point, who hasn't he filmed himself having sex with? mrs. sheffield?!?! you've got to be kidding me. no one pisses on sheff's wife with impunity. i give it three months before he goes all dickens v. puryear on r. kelly's ass, and introduces mr. kelly to the business end of a louisville slugger.)

now in terms of my new powdery study aid, i've been high as hell for 48 hours, working non-stop in an ecstatic frenzy, chain-smoking happily. it's almost unreal, but i've pretty much finished my torts outline! and it's really good too! so my plan is in full-effect from here until further notice, or until i go into massive cardiac arrest, whichever happens first.

i'm just fucking with you. truth be told, i didn't like snorting coke that much. though i did the way it smelled...

just kidding. truth be told, i was all set to start my new habit, but it turns out the stuff is ridiculously expensive. i tried to take out a new stafford loan to cover it, but the good folks at FAFSA weren't exactly cool with my idea.

still kidding. truth be told, i wouldn't know where to buy any cocaine, even if i wanted to. and even if i did, i'd probably be too scared to use it.

and that's the triple truth, ruth.

in other news, a friend told me that menlovian had been given a shout-out on someone else's blog, so i'd like to return the favor. it's written by our very own aaron warshaw, one of the smart dudes in grandpa p's class, who also just happens to be a really nice guy. if you're looking for some great writing and an informed take on politics, music and current events, check it out at http://warshaw.blogspot.com/

oh yeah, just one other thing before i return to my sweet, sweet torts reading... did you know that larry ferguson (of ferguson v. writers guild of america fame) wrote a lot of other movies aside from beverly hills cop 2? here are some highlights from his c.v.

Rollerball (2002) (screenplay)

Maximum Risk (1996) (written by)

Gunfighter's Moon (1995) (written by)

Beyond the Law (1992) (written by)

Alien³ (1992) (screenplay)

Talent for the Game (1991) (written by)

Hunt for Red October, The (1990) (screenplay)

Presidio, The (1988) (written by)

way to go, larry! even though rollerball is the only thing you've done in eight years, you've got a few gems under your belt. keep pluggin' and chuggin', and i know you'll strike gold again.

let's all keep pluggin' and chuggin'. talk to you soon.

-menlove