Law School Diary: Week 1

Friday, August 31, 2007

Dear Seattle University School of Law,

Today marks the end of my first week of fall semester. As a matter of record, I’m calling this letter “week 1” even though I’ve already spent the summer with you, studying Criminal Law. While four credits can seem like 10 when they are crammed into six weeks instead of the usual 15, it seemed a little too much like summer camp and a not enough like the chaos to which I’ve been subjected this week to really count.

What do I mean by chaos? Let me start by saying law school is hard – not because the work itself is hard (although I reserve the right to change my stance on this as the semester progresses), but because the challenge of managing school deadlines requires a different kind of discipline than managing a task list at work.

There’s way too much to do, requiring intense concentration, and not enough solid blocks of time to do it in. I’m up to the challenge as long as I can hole myself away in a secluded study carrel on the top floor of the law library. The mission? To eliminate as many interruptions – however minor – as possible. Each time I’m distracted by something, it adds 10-15 minutes of time when I start reading again to rack my brain for the thoughts that were swimming hazily in the grey matter before I had to change focus. That might not seem like a lot of time, but when you’ve got too much reading and professors breathing down your neck three to four times a day for the “answers,” every second counts.

Despite this challenge, however, I can honestly say I’m floating on a honeymooner’s high: I LOVE law school. (In fact, I have a note on my to do list every day to kick myself for not enrolling in law school earlier.) Think about it: How many times in your life do you have the privilege of dedicating yourself ALL DAY to reading and thinking? And thinking about REALLY interesting things? (Okay, maybe they’re just interesting to me and my dad.)

Take Civil Procedure, for example. Did you know that in Germany, lawyers don’t get to present cases on behalf of their clients? Instead, they are there to assist the judge who calls and questions witnesses and decides which laws have been violated all on his/her own in search of The Truth. This runs somewhat contrary to our notion that everyone deserves their “day in court.” I don’t think that system would work here, where our notion of justice rests on the idea that we each have the opportunity to tell our side of the story. It also seems counter to the idea that there is no single truth, that each of us understands a version of the truth based on our perspective, and that the best we can do is come to some normative legal conclusion about which truth is acceptable given the set of relevant facts. Whew!

In closing, I’d like to share a few nuggets of wisdom from my professors. These won’t help you earn a vicarious J.D. but they might be entertaining nonetheless. (Yes, these are actual, honest to goodness quotes, from my professors, spoken in class this week.)

“You know, people are always optimistic starting a new project. That’s why they get married.” – Professor Contracts

“If you can’t be tall and compelling, wave your arms around a lot.” – Professor Civ Pro

Thanks for the laughs; see ya next week.

Yours truely,
Carry



Live the dream

Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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When you open a bottle of Full Sail’s Session, there is an image of a rock-, paper-, or scissors-hand underneath the cap. It makes for fun times opening beers in the company of others. Apparently, they’ve also started adding sayings to the caps of their other beers.

“Live the dream” appeared on the cap of the beer I opened on the first day of law school. I showed my prize to Nick, who thoughtfully responded, “The dream? Of course! That must mean the one where I sit around the house in my underwear drinking beer and watching Speed Vision, right?”

Right…



Sportbike NW: Day 0

Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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Bikes at the Randle Motel

Sportbike NW is the annual motorcycle rally held in Stevenson, Wash. After some agonizing about missing law school orientation last Thursday, we figured five days of motorcycle touring would set me up better for fall semester than sitting in a room listening to a bunch of people talk.

We left Wednesday evening just after dinner and scooted our way down to the tiny town of Randle. Nick and my dad stayed here on their circumnavigation of St. Helens last year, and it seemed like a good way to start our trip. The Randle Motel is under new ownership (new owners are pictured in the background above), and is slowly improving. Our room, for example, had all of its windows this time. Most importantly, for $40 a night it’s hard to beat.

We topped off the evening with a beer and 50 cent game of pool at the Big Bottom Bar & Grill. Here’s where I sheepishly admit that Nick beat me - not because he’s a good pool player, but because I’m a really bad one. In this particular game I knocked two of his balls in and set up the 8-ball near a corner pocket for him. Sheesh!



Post-riding grins

Monday, August 27, 2007
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Who knew such happiness could be purchased in the form of 1,001 miles in the saddle of a Ducati 900ss.



Adventures with Mushy Bananas – Part 5

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Law school starts full-time on Monday, so I think I’ll draw the mushy banana chronicles to a close with a recipe for a banana smoothie. We can all throw some fruit together in a blender without much thought, but it’s a sign of true genius when someone comes up with a Frozen Banana Latte.

This requires a little planning. The day before you want to enjoy one of these, you have to put some cut up banana in the freezer. Other than that these are easy-peasy and really, really yummy.

Frozen Banana Latte
Serves 1

¼ c frozen yogurt or low-fat ice cream
¼ c milk
1 generous spoonful silken tofu
¾ tsp instant coffee granules, add more to taste
½ ripe banana, sliced and frozen.

Place ingredients in a blender; process until smooth. Sprinkle with cinnamon, if desired.



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