Thursday, September 30, 2004

Two Sides of Law School

Well, I got my first legal writing project back, Memo 1. And... (Cue dramatic music)
I didn't do nearly as bad as I thought. That's not to say things were great, but there were actually a couple of pages that escaped the wrath of the instructor's pen. There were some small things here and there, as well as some big things here and there. I do think that she could have been a bit more diplomatic in some of her comments, though.

Examples:

"You handle the [first section] in a competent and conventional manner."
Implying that the remainder of my paper was handled incompetently?

"You jump from rule statement straight to conclusion without the merest glance at applications of... facts"
Well, I had discussed the facts earlier. If you think I should restate them, fine. But you could find a nicer way of writing it.

The commentary was also lacking in remarks about the paper in general. Generally good, generally bad... hard to say for sure. But I guess I should be thankful for the fact that there was actually some positive comments (heck, the first part was competent!). Overall though, it wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting. Which may all mean a bigger setup for a fall come the return of Memo 2 (and the grade).

In other news, today my CivPro prof donned a Burger King kid's meal crown for class during our discussion of the case Burger King v. Rudzewicz.

But the big news of the day: Alex being social at the law school.

Yeah, let that last sentence sink in for a minute. Completely different from my usual routine (and, some might hasten to add, a bit out of character). It started right after legal writing. A bunch of us commiserated over the experience of getting the memo back, which led to a bigger discussion in general. One of my classmates even sent me an invite to the new Google email system, GMail (so if you want to send me a big file, email me at lxraptor@gmail.com). I then went out to lunch with two fellow 1Ls, and had a good laugh over the ridiculousness of yesterday's diversity seminar and even discussed Star Wars for a little bit. Finally, I joined a few other people at a bar this evening to watch the Presidential Debate. And talk about law. 'Cause that's what law students do. So in one day I probably socialized more than I have since getting here. And with three different groups of people, no less. Will this streak continue? Or will Alex return to his hermit ways of laborious hours spent toiling alone in the law library? Only time will tell - so stay tuned.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Notre Diversity

We're five and a half weeks into the year, and you know what that means - another mandatory orientation session. Thankfully it's the last one. Today's topic of discussion was "diversity sensitivity awareness" or something to that effect. It was all rather pointless, as anyone who's ever been to a diversity sensitivity seminar/workshop/whatever can probably attest. The "highlight" of the session came when the lecturer wrote twelve categories on the chalkboard and asked for derogatory terms associated with each group ("What did I just say about ethnic slurs!" - SNL Celebrity Jeopardy). Strangely, "Asians" was not one of the groups listed. So in all, I learned next to nothing during the whole session except for a few additional slurs which I shouldn't use anyway. There's two hours I'll never see again.

On the plus side, Torts was a lot of fun today. We spent most of the class testing hypothetical situations against assumption of the risk. Afterwards I (along with several of my classmates) stayed after to continue the fun with Prof. Tidmarsh once class had ended. The CivPro review session was also very helpful, especially since our 2L guide dropped a few notes on what Prof. Bauer's exams are like. We also learned that Bauer has argued twice before the Supreme Court. On one case he lost the decision 9-0. To make matters worse, the opinion was written by his favorite Justice (Brennan), who cited a law review article in the decision written by none other than... Professor Bauer.

A few news tidbits: SpaceShipOne made another successful trip today, its first since making history (as the first privately financed vehicle to send a human into space) back in June. If its next flight (set for Oct. 4) is also successful, SpaceShipOne will win the X-Prize of $10 million. Which covers about half of what's been spent on the project.

Finally, here's a good reason to lock your door.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Update from the Front

It has recently come to my attention that some of the people who visit my site actually want to read of my daily trials and tribulations here at NDLS. With this in mind, and since I'd like to keep what little readership I have happy, it's time to take a look at the recent goings-on. I'll try to keep things to general discussion of law school life and not bore you with the minutiae and details from the cases I'm reading.

A general sense of routine has developed at the law school. For the 1Ls, the novelty has more or less worn off, and people tend to congregate and vent their frustrations with various aspects of law school. A popular topic for such discussions is (shocker!) legal writing. The reading continues to keep us busy. My Torts and Crim classes have been doing a good job sticking to the syllabus, but in Contracts we're behind the projected pace. The one plus to that is it makes it easier to stay a bit ahead. The anxiety of being called on in class has subsided, now that we've seen the Socratic method in practice for a few weeks. This isn't to say that there's no longer a small sense of relief when you're not called on, however. The weekly "scavenger hunts" (the assignments make you traipse about the law library looking up various cases and other tidbits) for Legal Research continue. And in Legal Writing we've handed in the first memo assignment (ungraded) only to receive the new packet for memo #2 (graded). I'm also still doing the witness thing for the Depositions class which eats up some of my time but is very interesting.

This week has been a little crazy with several of my profs canceling our regularly scheduled classes and holding make-up sessions at a different time. This has turned out to be a bit of a bonus; I was done with class today at 12:30, and don't have class tomorrow until 1pm. Not that this is "free time" though - there's still plenty of reading and legal writing to be done.

There are a few cliques within our class, but they're not as well defined as I'd originally expected. And there seem to be plenty of "loners" like me who don't really belong to any particular group (though maybe that makes us a group?). The assigned seating in some of the classes has made getting to know people a bit easier, but I'm still not great with names. I still feel bad when someone greets me by name in the hallways and all I can respond with is "Hi!" But since it all happens in passing, there aren't any awkward silences.

The well of free food (provided by the plethora of student organizations) has started to dry up. For the past few weeks I never had to worry about lunch - there was always some group holding a meeting with free pizza. Now I'm having to make and bring lunch with me.

Speaking of student organizations, this past weekend I participated in a fundraiser. Several of the groups man a concession stand in the hours leading up to each home football game. Usually two groups work together and split the profits from selling overpriced burgers and brats to students and visiting alumni. The Irish Law Society needed a few extra people to help close up shop, since many of the volunteers had tickets for the game and wouldn't be able to stick around. I pitched in and helped them clean up.

Aside from endless reading and memo writing, I'm skating on Wednesday nights and I usually try to do something non-law on Saturdays. I should probably try to be more social too, and maybe learn some more names. There are a few events coming up that I might attend to these ends. I'll post about them as they happen.

That should pretty much bring things up to speed. I'll try to update more often with details of life here, since it seems to be of interest. As always, all comments, well-wishing, questions, suggestions, and shameless jokes at my expense are welcome.

"Typo" Pet Peeves

A few pet peeves regarding misuse of the English language.

1. to/too (and occasionally two): to = preposition (give it to me); too = to a great extent, or also (you think i talk too much? me too!); two = 2

2. its/it's: its = possessive (a dog wags its tail); it's = it is (look, it's a dog!)

3. lose/loose: lose = to misplace or be deprived possession of (i'm going to lose my mind); loose = not tight, or to set free, or not contained (if the gate is too loose, it will loose the cows, who will then be loose)

4. their/there/they're: their = possessive (they lost their jobs); there = a place (go over there); they're = they are or they were (they're going to the store)

There are certainly more, but these have been the ones that have popped out at me lately (especially on other people's blogs).

Monday, September 27, 2004

That which does not kill me...

The past week was pretty rough. But after a rejuvenating weekend of college football, drunken Star Wars, and friendly pep talks, I'm ready to resume the fight with renewed vigor. And like a phoenix (or if you're Lee Corso, perhaps a condor) rises from its ashes, so too shall I prevail.
Memo II, you shall fall. Contracts, Crim, CivPro, and Torts - you will be outlined mercilessly.

"He that outlives this day, and comes safe home/Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd"
--Shakespeare, Henry V

"A day may come, when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of Fellowship, but it is not this day!"
--Tolkien, Return of the King

And if you find this entry just a bit too inspirational, check out the latest demotivational posters at despair.com. (I particularly like the one about Power.)

Friday, September 24, 2004

Surreality

Weirdness abounds. I think the world has turned on its head. Small children were in the law school this afternoon holding a birthday party in one of the smaller classrooms. No sprinklers today. Judges are dissenting in rhymed verse. Brad has a sports injury. I think I might be going insane. Thank goodness it's the weekend.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Chucky Captured


Help, help, I'm being oppressed!

Only five days after being liberated from confinement by Hurricane Ivan, Chucky the alligator has been recaptured by mercenary bounty hunters from Florida. Chucky mounted a valiant three hour struggle, but the humans ultimately prevailed. Though the militants had at one time intended to execute the reptile, the current plan is to return Chucky to his detention center at the Alabama Zoo. The alligator has been incarcerated there for the past 14 years.
Other alligators were not as lucky; many were shot on sight.

All joking aside, at least Chucky was found and safely captured. The 12 foot long alligator has been the main attraction of the Alabama Zoo for years, and may be as old as 35.

On a side note, if law school doesn't work out, maybe I can join the Gatorland Alligator Retrieval Team. I might even make my way up to "dean of gator wrestling." Okay, probably not. Back to the law books it is, then.

Monday, September 20, 2004

Absolut Firepower


Vodka and AK-47s: there's a great mix for you.

Sprinklers and Pirates

I encountered something odd on the way to class today: NO sprinklers. No streams of water to dodge. No puddles. Dry pavement for as far as the eye could see. Seeing as it's been the norm for ND to water their grass several times per day, I'm at a loss for an explanation to this phenomenon. Here are some ideas, though:

1. Water shortage in Northern Indiana
2. Vigilante freedom fighter making campus safer for students
3. "Bob" the Gardener forgot to push the 'Activate Sprinklers' button at the Grounds Maintenance Command Center

Feel free to add your own humorous suggestions in your comments.

On an entirely unrelated note: Alex's quest to become a pirate lawyer continues. I came across this website today, which will generate a "pirate name" for your name. "Alex Ho" yields "'Chocolate' Bill Barbossa, which is funny because the Pirates of the Caribbean quotes I posted a while back were uttered by Captain Barbossa. I tried a few names of friends and family, and by far the funniest goes to Derek Walden: "Can't-Remember-Where-the-Damn-Treasure's-Buried Edmund." Check out the site for yourself if you're bored.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Weekend

This weekend I took a break from the law school craziness and went home to see my wonderful girlfriend Honor. Most of you who read this know her, but she still deserves a big shout out for putting me up (or putting up with me) this weekend and for her continuing love and support.

The drive to and from was rather uneventful, and I was lucky enough to have daylight and good weather both ways. Indiana and Ohio are incredibly flat, boring states to drive in. I'm actually impressed that the five hour drive each way doesn't really seem bad at all. I used to dread the three hour drives to Pittsburgh back when I used to do the occasional ice dance test session there, and driving from Columbus to South Bend in August was a bit tedious. I'll chalk up the relative ease of the drive to Columbus this weekend to excitement of seeing Honor again; I don't know why this morning's drive went so well. Nevertheless, the drive would be better still if I had more than my CDs to keep me company.

Columbus is pretty much just the way I left it, which is to say under construction. It'll probably look very nice once I never have reason to ever visit it again.

All in all, the weekend went by much too quickly. Fortunately I'll be back in about a month (October 16-24) for the mid-semester weeklong break. For those of you in Ohio who I didn't get a chance to visit this weekend (read: everyone but Honor), I'll be sure to stop by next time.

Well, weekend break time is over. Back to the daily toil of law school.

Friday, September 17, 2004

Revelations

Today was a day of several revelations. Not about the law per se, but how things work in my classes. First was LegWri. Our prof has dedicated the next week of her office hours to meet with students one on one to discuss our memo project and to answer our questions. These little sessions come in 15 minute increments, and each person in the class gets one time slot. Today I had my appointment.

There's a commercial on ESPN where a football fan treks to the top of a mountain and finds a cave. Two sherpa-looking guys are standing outside (one of them is named Jan Darpa). They tell him that he can ask one question of the mystic gurus inside. Inside the cave are ESPN's College GameDay announcers, Fowler, Corso, and Herbstreit (Go Bucks!). The fan asks something about whether the west coast offense will revive Nebraska. Lee Corso replies: "Does a condor rise from his ashes?" The fan looks puzzled for a moment, then asks, "Do you mean a phoenix?" Instead of an answer, the sherpas shout back that he's only allowed one question. A monkey sounds a gong and the commercial's over.

Well, that's kind of what the 15 minute session was like. A few cryptic answers in a ridiculously short period of time. I did get a little more direction though, so I'm feeling a bit better about LegWri overall. The first memo isn't graded, so I'll just check my ego and try to learn from all the red marks I'm anticipating on my bleeding, wounded memo. At least that's the idea.

The next revelation: there are review sessions for all my substantive classes. They're taught by 2Ls who had the same professor (when possible) for the subject last year. Apparently these review sessions have been going on for a few weeks now and no one bothered to tell 95% of the class. I only found out by eavesdropping in the locker room. I immediately emailed the Director of Student Services, and when that stalled, dropped by his office. To make a long story short, I'm now in those review sessions. The one I went to today for Torts was sparsely attended, owing, I figure, to the fact that almost no one knows these things exist. I feel I'm a little bit behind in only learning of this now, but I still seem to be ahead of the curve.


Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Ice Ice Baby

It's time to talk about something other than law school for a change.

I've finally gotten back on the ice again, and none too soon. It's been over a month since I've skated, and I was really starting to miss it. Skating's a part of me, and helps to round out my life... it acts as a destressor, if you will. I'm hoping that being able to skate regularly will help to preserve my sanity over the next three years.

That said, the skating scene here in South Bend is less than ideal. There are essentially three rinks in the area, and only one of them is a year-round facility. Howard Park is an outdoor rink in South Bend which only holds public skates (though if the winters are as bad here as everyone says they are, I don't know who would be crazy to think this is a good idea). Then there's the ND ice rink, which is a wonderful sheet of ice but only up during hockey season. Finally there's the Ice Box, the year round facility that has two sheets of ice and appears to be poorly managed. I still haven't gotten a schedule for that rink, despite several visits, a few emails, and numerous phone calls. Part of the problem, as I understand it, is that South Bend is poorly situated between three large skating communities: Indianapolis, Chicago, and pretty much the entire state of Michigan (boo, hiss). Demand just isn't high enough here.

That said, there appear to be (at first glance) three different ice skating clubs in the area. The first I'll mention is the Ice Box Skating Club (IBSC) which suffers from worse management than the rink. They're incredibly low level (Basic Skills only) and are on probationary status at best with the United States Figure Skating Association (USFSA). Then there's what's called the Notre Dame Figure Skating Club (NDFSC), but they're pretty much only a synchronized skating team. Finally there's the Michiana FSC which I joined as an associate member tonight.

MFSC is also a fairly low level club, but they at least have a discernible schedule and very reasonable rates. As a ND student who won't be taking lessons from the club, I could join for free, and just pay for ice time as I use it. It's only $10 for two hours and there's next to no one on the ice. The club is comprised mostly of young (6 or 7 year olds?) girls who seem to have a penchant for disco and Vanilla Ice (appropriate music for a rink, or just ironic? you be the judge). But there are also a few older folks (around my age, give or take a few years), so I have some people to talk with when taking a break from working on my mad skillz. Everyone seems really nice, and the atmosphere is low key and laid back.

Anyway, it felt really good to be back on the ice. I could tell that it's been a month, but it won't take long to work through the few minor kinks. And the opportunity to glide along the ice for two hours and not have to think about the law will be invaluable.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

The 1L Honeymoon's Over

Well, maybe things aren't that dire.

The stress level has increased, and those surveyed all attribute it to (surprise!) Legal Writing. Apparently my section is not alone in feeling lost, confused, and generally befuddled. Speaking of which... I don't mean to continue my rant on this subject, but suffice it to say that we finally got some clarification today - for the assignment due this past Sunday. Why we couldn't have had this information (which included things not mentioned at all in the book, which our prof admitted was a serious shortcoming of the book) before doing the assignment is utterly beyond me. Naturally, our assignments were returned riddled with comments on errors that could have been easily avoided if we'd been provided the pertinent info before the assignment.

On a related note, many of my fellow law students are getting sick. I myself am recovering from a cold. My theory is as follows:

Increased Stress + Decreased Sleep + Sharing Close Quarters with 180 Similarly Affected Students = Depressed Immune System = Higher Incidence of Colds

Fortunately I'm over the worst of it, but I remain ever vigilant for a possible recurrence. And as an additional precaution I'm drinking plenty of orange juice every morning. Mmmmm, vitamin C.

As if things aren't crazy enough, the 1L campaign season has started. That means there are about 25 people jockeying for the six 1L representitive positions (3 for the Student Bar Association, 3 for the Honor Council) by hanging cheesy campaign posters and flooding our law school mailboxes with flyers. My advice for any future would-be 1L reps: make your poster big, flashy, and laugh out loud funny. Pick an amusing issue (one candidate is running on a "clean bathrooms" platform). Don't take yourself too seriously; it's only a glorified popularity contest. And if you're going to put flyers in the mailboxes, you have to be first. The first flyer will be read because it's a novelty. All subsequent flyers will be ignored.

And such is the craziness that is the current state of NDLaw. Now back to studying.

Monday, September 13, 2004

Continuing (Humorous) Vexation

The sprinklers strike again.

This time, various banks of sprinklers popped up in random spots on campus. Seeing as this is the second time I've had to battle these devices (and considering Derek's warning that I get used to them) a short description is in order. The sprinklers on campus are not static. They don't arc back and forth. These water delivery systems rotate 360 degrees. Furthermore, they are oddly placed given this design. The sprinkler heads are situated next to the sidewalks, ensuring that their spray thoroughly soaks the established footpaths and any hapless travelers (read me). The scene: Alex trying to dodge between rotating arcs of water on his way to class. It's like the castle levels at the end of each world in Super Mario Brothers.

And as a side note, a lesson on irony.

My legal writing professor continues to send emails that are so poorly written that no one I've talked to is 100% sure what is assigned. So much for effective communication. And my legal research prof sent an email out today criticizing the lack of attention to detail (e.g., underlining as per proper Blue Book citation) on our last assignment. This email contained no fewer than three typos. Professor, teach thyself.

Friday, September 10, 2004

Warning: Long Rant Ahead

Ah, another Friday, another week of law school behind me. Am I looking forward to this weekend as a chance to relax, watch ND lose to Michigan, and do a little bit of reading?

No, and the reason for this is the evilness that is known as Legal Writing.

This is, by far, the most annoying course in my law school lineup (and not just because it meets at 8am). The amount of work assigned for that class is vastly disproportionate to the number of credits designated (2). But at least there is some warning on the syllabus as to how much must be accomplished, right? Not when our professor continually adds assignments. Sometimes these assignments come as barely intelligible emails, but more frequently she decides to throw them at us after class (which tends to run 10 minutes late as it is).

Frequently these assignments have little to no direction, leaving us to fumble around trying to do what is asked and earning only a "No, that's not right," come next class period. The textbook and course packet offer little in the ways of suggestions, and when one tries to follow the meager guidelines they do contain, the result is often the same rebuke as above.

We've now been given all the materials for our office memo, and a collection of "closed universe" cases to use. We briefed these cases for class yesterday. We then spent the entire class period discussing the cases and talking in circles about the relative merits of each case. The general class consensus seems to be that half the cases we've been given have virtually no applicable value to our fact pattern. Another student kept trying to use cases referenced by the cases we have (which lie outside of our little closed universe). In short, we were unable to determine a "rule of law" during class. Then came the assignment. By Sunday (that's two days before our next class) we are to synthesize all 8 cases to develop a single rule of law to apply to our case, then write up about half of the entire memo and email it all to her.

Ordinarily, this would just be a pain. But this weekend is a little bit different: it's Michigan weekend. The better part of our class has friends and family coming in from out of town, and there's a pretty good chance that few people will get much done. In light of these facts, one student asked if the due date could be pushed back to Tuesday. Our prof responds, "I don't want to hear those kinds of reasons." Another student shot back, "What reasons would you prefer? That we're swamped with work and reading from other classes? What are the magic words you need to hear?"

To this our prof said, "Well whatever you choose to do is up to you. But if you don't get it in by Sunday I won't be able to give you feedback on Tuesday. The memo is due on the 23rd. It's your grade."

The class itself is frustrating and out of step with the rest of my classes. In briefing a case for my other classes, we simply need to get a sense of what happened and what the result was. We're responsible for relevant facts. In LegWri, you'd better know all the minute details. The number of the statute, the exact height of trees, the defendant's wife's cousin's dog's middle name. For one class, we were to write out a brief. I briefed the case as I'd been briefing cases for my other classes (and successfully, I might add), and was told that my brief was not detailed enough. I use my briefs to refresh my memory on what the case was about and to list the relevant facts. Arguably, my brief didn't include all the minutiae she asks for, and maybe I'd need a few more details to write about it. But without any direction, were we supposed to simply know, intuitively perhaps, to do all this?

Finally, we never seem to accomplish anything in class (and this is not just because it's held at 8am). At best we talk in circles. At worst, students ask questions to which she never seems to have an answer and instead relies on other students to suggest several options, and the matter is never fully resolved. In other classes, a certain sense of ambiguity is expected and even encouraged as a type of philosphical discussion. Yet in LegWri, we're supposed to miraculously figure it out on our own.

So the workload is on the heavier side. Fine, it's to be expected in law school. Notice is an issue, too. Ok, it throws my schedule for a loop but I can manage the occasional new assignment due in a short period of time. But it'd be nice if we received some input on how to do what we're assigned.

We're constantly told how important it is to be able to write well as a lawyer. How are we supposed to do that without direction? And if we're simply expected to pick it up by jumping in and doing it (without instruction save, possibly, learning from our mistakes), our prof could be a bit more understanding if we don't magically get it right the first time around.

Ok, so I seem pretty worked up about this. In all, I just find it to be annoying and needed to vent a bit of frustration. Things aren't all that bad, but there is a sense that I'm lost and not sure of what I'm doing. Thanks for your patience and any words of advice/comfort you care to post. I'll read them eventually, but for now it's back to toiling in the law library over this assignment due Sunday night...

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Cue the Spaghetti Western Music

THE GOOD: Notre Dame's campus looks wonderful at 7:30 pm.

Which means...

THE BAD: I've spent the last 12 hours in the law school.

And to top it all off...

THE UGLY: This is apparently the time that ND's automated sprinklers pop up all over campus.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Would you like fries with that?

This is why stopping for a BigMac on your daily jog is probably a bad idea.

Admiralty Law?

As some of my friends well know, a common question posed to law students is "What kind of lawyer do you want to be?" or "What type of law do you want to practice?" This is a difficult question to answer, especially since 1Ls rarely know enough about the various kinds of law and jobs to make such a decision. Usually it takes a few internships, meetings with career counselors, and talking to actual lawyers to become better informed. Even then, there are opportunities that may escape all but the most attentive student. In an attempt to make the public aware of some of these overlooked jobs, I encourage you to check out this site.

I, for one, am considering pursuing a career in Pirate Law. Mostly because I want to object to questions by saying, "There be a lot of fancy words there, and we be but humble pirates." And reject plea offers with: "I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request. Means 'no.'" Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate lawyer's life for me.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Aspiring Dictators Drink Pepsi

The amusing case of the day is Leonard v. Pepsico Inc. (88 F. Supp. 2d 116 )

In 1996 Pepsi launched a new ad campaign called "Get Stuff." The idea was to collect "Pepsi Points" from various pepsi products and redeem them for merchandise bearing the pepsi logo. To publicize their new promotion, pepsi produced an entertaining commercial that featured some of the products and the number of points required to acquire the item. The commercial ended with a kid climbing out of a Harrier Jet (featured in the movie True Lies) captioned with: "7,000,000 Points." Clearly, this item was not actually offered as part of the promotion. Nevertheless, somebody scraped together the points and cash (1 pepsi point = 10 cents) and tried to make Pepsico pay up.

Amusing in its own right, but I actually remember this commercial and hearing about this suit. Also fun to consider: to acquire the requisite points just by drinking pepsi, you'd have to drink 190 cans a day for 100 years. That's why Leonard decided to take the shortcut. At a dime per point, the commercial put the cost of the jet at $700,000. That's quite a bargain considering the military typically pays $23 million per plane.

UPDATE: Professor Rougeau provided a link today in class where you can view this commercial. Pepsi actually altered the commercial sometime after the lawsuit, raising the number of Pepsi Points required for a Harrier from 7,000,000 to 700,000,000. That puts the jet's pricetag at $70 million... no longer a bargain.

Phase II Online

Welcome to the new format of Alex's online journal and all-around forum for random thoughts. If you'd like to see the earlier posts, click here.

Be sure to check back frequently. Since it's incredibly easy to post with this system, I'm hoping to post as often as I think of something interesting to write. And be sure to leave some comments. That's one of the main reasons I've switched to this format, after all.