September 27, 2005
Too long! ::
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12:13 pm
Well, it’s been quite some time since I last posted here. Some might argue it’s been too long. I wanted to send along a little update to let you all know what I was up to. First off, I was invited to participate in a group weblog over at the Rutland Herald. The best way I can describe it is a group of blog-savvy Vermonters get together to discuss their diverse political views. Further discussion on the posts is available through a comments forum. It’s just getting off the ground right now, but I think it’s worth keeping your eye on. And I’m not just saying that because I’m a member—I honestly think the discussion is worthwhile.
Also, starting today I will begin posting as a staff member at JURIST Paperchase. There I will be writing up on all matters legal, and will be doing so with the most objective mindset. It should be a fun project, and will most likely fulfill all the ambitions that have gone unrealized since I chose not to go out for law review.
So if you’re looking for me online in the next few months and you find that this place has been unnaturally quiet, you should check either of those places. Oh, and if you email me, I should be able to respond in some reasonable amount of time.
September 9, 2005
My only Rehnquist post ::
supreme court, narrative, legal — No Tags
2:57 pm
From a legal or historical perspective, I think everything that could be said about Chief Justice Rehnquist has already been said. So I don’t think I can add all that much to either converstation. But I want to take a moment to note that Rehnquist, like me, grew up in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Although throughout most of his life, William Rehnquist was thought of as a Southwesterner (much like I will be thought of as a Northeasterner—funny, that), his Milwaukeean roots were noted during the funeral service. According to the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel:
The chief justice’s son, James C. Rehnquist, a lawyer from Sharon, Mass., paid homage to his father’s roots. He had traveled little in his youth, the son said, and while in high school, he would visit the Milwaukee bus station, watching buses go to “exotic places” such as Sheboygan and Duluth, Minn.
And for those who think James Rehnquist was joking, clearly you haven’t been to Sheboygan.
September 7, 2005
Back, finally, in Vermont. ::
travel, narrative, personal — No Tags
1:33 pm
Well, that was an exhausting few days. Since I last updated this site in New York City, Jessamyn and I have attended a wedding, gone to the West Indies parade in Brooklyn, celebrated a birthday, played bar trivia, taken a five and a half hour train ride home, slept in three different beds (with varying success, though the first night at home was quite restful). This morning I went on a bike ride and headed off to school. Since classes will be extending well into the evening today, I’ll be here for quite some time. Now I’m left to wonder when I’ll actually get a little time off to catch my breath—that probably won’t happen until this weekend.
In any event, lots of stuff happening over the past few days, as I’m sure you know. I’ll try to talk about some of it on this site.
September 1, 2005
NYC ::
travel, narrative, personal — No Tags
1:52 pm
Well, it seems that summer still has a last gasp of air in it, because Jessamyn and I are down in New York this weekend for a wedding. School has started for me this week, and has gone OK for the most part, though this week marks the first time that I have missed class for a reason other than a dental appointment or some other health-related reason. We took the train down, which was nice because it gave me substantial time to work on homework assignments. The only real drawbacks were the too-expensive coffee and the toilets, with the over-full holding tanks that made the bathrooms reek of rancid pee.
The weather down here is beautiful—in the 80’s with lots of sun. As we made our way from Penn Station to the Science, Industry, and Business Library, Jessamyn and I weaved our way through crowds of people, whose numbers probably surpass the entire population of our town up in Vermont. It was an explosion of diversity that I’ve grown to appreciate after spending three years in Vermont.
I’m happy to be in New York. That probably means that posting will be pretty light throughout the weekend, at least when it comes to the usual topics covered on these pages.
