Mindless Rant Edition: Alejandro

Lady Gaga can put whatever she wants on her crotch, if you ask me. Is her licking a rosary offensive? Are her nun's habit and pope outfit blasphemous? Hey Katy Perry, what's blasphemous is priests fucking children and the pope--the real one, the one with ridiculous amounts of power--knowing about it and doing nothing hiding it. Until the church gets its house in order, how about all the tsk-tskers just STbloodyFU.

Poopapotamus

Way behind in bar prep
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Graduation arrangements
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Expired passport
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Messy house
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Grumpypants Saisai.

At least I have a schweeeeeet outfit for Saturday. Like wise women say: when you look better, you feel better.

My life is Persian

"My parents think playing basketball will make you taller."

"I don't have a middle name."

"Whenever an attendance is read and there is a long pause, I know my name is coming up. And I know they'll butcher it."

"I always have to explain to my non-Iranian friends why there is a watering can in my bathroom."

"Today I shaved... and now I have to shave again."

My people have arrived. MLIP.

Inventory

18 exams.

6 briefs.

8 response papers.

1 clinic.

3 short papers.

1 long paper.


3 years.


1 J.D.


And: DONE.

Le French Open, part deux

So I basically know next to nothing about tennis.

For the men's top eight, I predicted:

Federer, Soderling, Murray, Tsonga
Roddick, Ferrero, Gonzales, Nadal

Results: 3/8 correct. Actual top eight:

Federer v. Soderling, Berdych v. Youzhny
Melzer v. Djokovic, Almagro v. Nadal

And for the women's top eight, I predicted:

S. Williams, Sharapova, Wickmayer, Radwanska
Kuznetsova, Wozniaki, Dementieva, V. Williams

Results: 3/8 correct. Actual top eight:

S. Williams v. Stosur, Jankovic v. Shvedova
Schiavone v. Wozniaki, Dementieva v. Petrova

It's time for a new set of predictions! Hooray!

Men: Federer will play Berdych and Djokovic will play Nadal, with a Federer-Nadal final and Nadal winning in five.

Women: Honestly, I have no idea. But I'll go ahead and pick the upset: Stosur will beat Serena Williams to play Shvedova in the semis, and will go ahead to win the whole thing against Petrova in the finals. It's your year, Sam!

Fun week ahead.

Three good days

Saturday: Walked the Dish with good company.

Sunday: Hit the gym for some light squats: back, front, and overhead.

Monday: Walk/run 3-1/4 miles around the neighborhood, 40 minutes.

Following the Gospel of CrossFit, tomorrow we rest.

Le French Open

Two preliminary thoughts:

1. Jeez louise ESPN, why why why is that awful Chris McKendry in Paris? She doesn't know anything about tennis! She was terrible at the Australian Open! I have no idea what she's like with other sports--and honestly, I don't care. Important Producer Dudes: Get her off your tennis team. Brad Gilbert, Pam Shriver, Darren Cahill and the rest of the gang can make do just fine without her. And I won't feel tempted to throw my heavy-bottomed seltzer glasses through the TV screen.

2. The French crowd is rowdy, and that's an understatement. They whistle, boo, hiss, chant, and yell. During points, during serves, all the time. I feel sort of bad for the players, but as a general matter I think they're pretty coddled with all the hushed audiences they play for. A little rowdiness may be just what they need.

And, because I can, here's my first set of predictions.

MEN'S QUARTERS:
From the top half: Federer, Soderling, Murray, and Tsonga.
From the bottom half: Roddick, Ferrero, Gonzales, and (my boy!) Nadal.

WOMEN'S QUARTERS:
From the top half: Serena Williams, Sharapova, Wickmayer, and Radwanska.
From the bottom half: Kuznetsova, Wozniaki, Dementieva, and Venus Williams.

Make your own predictions here and here. And check back in a few days to see how much money I owe you.

"I think that the weather should decide it."

That's from an email back in 1L summer, when advice was trickling in about whether I should transfer and to where. "Clerkships are always iffy, but the weather at Stanford rarely is."

Today's forecast:

Cambridge: High of 84 and partly cloudy.
Chicago: High of 86 and partly cloudy.

Stanford: High of 64 and rainy.

Hm.

Speaking of phones

Is this the true cost of an iPhone?

A 19-year-old employee was found dead Tuesday morning in what appears to have been the ninth suicide this year at a factory in southern China operated by Foxconn Technology, one of the world's largest contract electronics manufacturers . . . . Foxconn, which produces electronics and computer components for Apple, Dell, Hewlett-Packard and other global companies, has been struggling this year to explain a string of suicides among young workers at its huge complexes in the city of Shenzhen, where the company employs about 420,000 workers.

Note the suicide rate at Foxconn is still below the national estimate of 14 suicides per100,000 people in China.

The week borne of Satan's loins

That sounded more dramatic than "hell week," I thought.

So! Paper deadline on F-R-I-D-A-Y. Sure, sure, there are two finals to think about, but not until after May 28! People, I need encouragement. One 35+ page research paper, three 5 page response papers, one 12 page winter-leftover paper. Five days. Jeez, why don't you kill me now and get it over with.

Or, NO. Times like this I channel my mother. WWMD? "Soosooooooo! It's only a week! You can do aaaaanything for a week. Hey! What are you doing blogging? Get to work! NOW!"

Okay mom. Will do. Off to bed, then an early morning of "reading films" and writing about banks.

All you graduated folks studying for the bar this week, procrastinate a minute and tell me I'll survive the next few days, plz? K thx. Bye.