Unfortunately, I cannot have a sweet or savory pie today because I gave up sweets for Lent and because Catholics do not eat meat on Fridays. I am not that heart broken though-- my family has reservations at Chez Panisse tonight. I think I will live.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Happy Pi Day!
Quick check-in from SF to wish everyone a Happy Pi Day. For those less nerdy folks, think: 3.14.
Unfortunately, I cannot have a sweet or savory pie today because I gave up sweets for Lent and because Catholics do not eat meat on Fridays. I am not that heart broken though-- my family has reservations at Chez Panisse tonight. I think I will live.
Unfortunately, I cannot have a sweet or savory pie today because I gave up sweets for Lent and because Catholics do not eat meat on Fridays. I am not that heart broken though-- my family has reservations at Chez Panisse tonight. I think I will live.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Where History Happens
One of my favorite parts about DC is going to everyday places where famous events occurred. I have dined at the Yenching Palace down the street, where diplomats negotiated the Cuban Missile Crisis. Frequented Billy Martin's Tavern, where JFK proposed to Jackie O (Nixon, Truman, and LBJ were regulars too). Attended services at St. Matthew's Cathedral, where JFK Jr. saluted his father's coffin. Ate at the Corner Bakery, where Newt Gingrich...well buys his lunch every other day.
So while I was walking down Connecticut Avenue, waiting to meet Alex for happy hour, I was trying to figure out why there so many news cameras outside the Mayflower Hotel. Was a famous diplomat in town? Or was this just where the manhole exploded last night? Nope, and nope.
In addition to learning that the Mayflower Hotel is where FDR worked on his "We have nothing to fear but fear itself" inaugural speech, and where President Harry Truman lived for 90 days during White House rennovations, I learned that the Mayflower Hotel is where Governor Spitzer met his $1000 per hour call-girl.
Famous, and infamous, landmarks on every corner. I love DC.
So while I was walking down Connecticut Avenue, waiting to meet Alex for happy hour, I was trying to figure out why there so many news cameras outside the Mayflower Hotel. Was a famous diplomat in town? Or was this just where the manhole exploded last night? Nope, and nope.In addition to learning that the Mayflower Hotel is where FDR worked on his "We have nothing to fear but fear itself" inaugural speech, and where President Harry Truman lived for 90 days during White House rennovations, I learned that the Mayflower Hotel is where Governor Spitzer met his $1000 per hour call-girl.
Famous, and infamous, landmarks on every corner. I love DC.
Monday, March 10, 2008
San Francisco Treat
Per the suggestion of my friends in the working world, I have decided to really take advantage of these breaks that I have from school while I still have them. Since I will be in Southern California all summer, I decided to take an overdue trip to San Francisco to visit my brother and Aunt, and meet up with my parents.
I am really excited because my Aunt and brother have put together a five star mini-vacation for me. Here is what they have come up with:
Wednesday:
-Arrive into Oakland Airport. Aunt picks me up and we meet up with my brother for dinner at Pizzeria Deflina's in the Mission--apparently the hip part of town.
Thursday:
-Explore Berkeley Day with my brother. He will take me to some of his favorite Berkeley hole-in-the wall eateries and take to me to his meditation seminar ("My teacher will of course let you come. He had long dreds and stuff. Dude, it's totally Berkeley!"). We will probably not be watching the Pac-10 basketball tournament, because the only thing my brother hates more than Berkeley basketball is UCLA basketball right now.
-Parents fly in at night.
Friday:
-Explore San Francisco Day with my Aunt and the parents. Ride cable cars and go to some local neighborhoods.
-Dinner at Chez Panisse, the birthplace of California cuisine and named one of the best restaurants in the world.
Saturday:
-Visit the Ferry Building for Farmer's Market, go oyster shucking, visit Sonoma, and end the day with dinner at my other Aunt's house.
Sunday:
-Church with my Aunt, brunch at the Presidio near George Lucas' studio, and walk Crissy Field.
-Red-eye plane back to DC.
Naturally this is all subject to change, but I am writing this in advance because the week I come back from Spring Break is extremely busy so I may not have a chance to write about my trip. Plus, looking forward to this is the only thing getting me through writing my seminar paper.
Finally, apologies in advance for friends who I am unable to see during this trip. Hopefully being in California over the summer will allow me more opportunities to visit.
I am really excited because my Aunt and brother have put together a five star mini-vacation for me. Here is what they have come up with:
Wednesday:
-Arrive into Oakland Airport. Aunt picks me up and we meet up with my brother for dinner at Pizzeria Deflina's in the Mission--apparently the hip part of town.
Thursday:
-Explore Berkeley Day with my brother. He will take me to some of his favorite Berkeley hole-in-the wall eateries and take to me to his meditation seminar ("My teacher will of course let you come. He had long dreds and stuff. Dude, it's totally Berkeley!"). We will probably not be watching the Pac-10 basketball tournament, because the only thing my brother hates more than Berkeley basketball is UCLA basketball right now.
-Parents fly in at night.
Friday:
-Explore San Francisco Day with my Aunt and the parents. Ride cable cars and go to some local neighborhoods.
-Dinner at Chez Panisse, the birthplace of California cuisine and named one of the best restaurants in the world.
Saturday:
-Visit the Ferry Building for Farmer's Market, go oyster shucking, visit Sonoma, and end the day with dinner at my other Aunt's house.
Sunday:
-Church with my Aunt, brunch at the Presidio near George Lucas' studio, and walk Crissy Field.
-Red-eye plane back to DC.
Naturally this is all subject to change, but I am writing this in advance because the week I come back from Spring Break is extremely busy so I may not have a chance to write about my trip. Plus, looking forward to this is the only thing getting me through writing my seminar paper.
Finally, apologies in advance for friends who I am unable to see during this trip. Hopefully being in California over the summer will allow me more opportunities to visit.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
1L, 2L, 3L...
The interesting thing about being a 2L, the middle child of the law school hierarchy, is witnessing first hand the stratification between years. I think this tension comes out especially around Spring Break.
1Ls are envious of 2Ls and 3Ls because upper-level students do not have to endure the rite-of-passage (or what others like to call "Hell Week") known as the short-write on competition. I have talked to many 1Ls who told me to have fun on their trip while they read through 500 pages of material to write a 10 page paper that they hope will be good enough to make a journal.
Many 2Ls think that 1Ls are obnoxious because they talk loudly in the library, clog up the printers with their legal rhetoric assignments, and stress out about everything. Never mind that we were exactly the same way a year ago. However, we are also envious of 3Ls, who are weeks away from being done with law school and have fancy bar trips planned.
Finally, the 3Ls. I am not there yet, but most of them do not seem to care about 1Ls or 2Ls. They are over school, and are either worried about finding a job or planning their bar trip. And whether or not they will have a large income coming in after graduation, they're going somewhere for their last spring break, ever.
It is interesting to see attitudes change between years. It is as though we all got an automatic promotion just for surviving another year, and suddenly we look down at the people below us-- even if they may actually be older, hold more degrees, or have more responsibilities in life (i.e. children).
But if there's anything that bring all years of law school together, it is mutual disdain of undergrad students. Going around talking about how wasted they got last weekend or complaining about writing a 5 page paper. They don't know work!
. . . ok, maybe we are just a little jealous.
1Ls are envious of 2Ls and 3Ls because upper-level students do not have to endure the rite-of-passage (or what others like to call "Hell Week") known as the short-write on competition. I have talked to many 1Ls who told me to have fun on their trip while they read through 500 pages of material to write a 10 page paper that they hope will be good enough to make a journal.
Many 2Ls think that 1Ls are obnoxious because they talk loudly in the library, clog up the printers with their legal rhetoric assignments, and stress out about everything. Never mind that we were exactly the same way a year ago. However, we are also envious of 3Ls, who are weeks away from being done with law school and have fancy bar trips planned.
Finally, the 3Ls. I am not there yet, but most of them do not seem to care about 1Ls or 2Ls. They are over school, and are either worried about finding a job or planning their bar trip. And whether or not they will have a large income coming in after graduation, they're going somewhere for their last spring break, ever.
It is interesting to see attitudes change between years. It is as though we all got an automatic promotion just for surviving another year, and suddenly we look down at the people below us-- even if they may actually be older, hold more degrees, or have more responsibilities in life (i.e. children).
But if there's anything that bring all years of law school together, it is mutual disdain of undergrad students. Going around talking about how wasted they got last weekend or complaining about writing a 5 page paper. They don't know work!
. . . ok, maybe we are just a little jealous.
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