Merry Christmas!

First of all, let me just say, Merry Christmas!!


With that said and a couple weeks off from school, I will probably be putting up a lot of posts for your glancing enjoyment.

As a delicious appetizer, I'd like to start off with some fun videos of of our daughter.

Hope you enjoy them!

(It's our daughter's gift to you.)

BYU Gives OR State a Beat Down

That's right, folks.  You see that poll at the right?  I'll take the shame and admit that I was the only one who voted on my own poll . . . but I did call the victory.

If you didn't see this one, let me say it was almost over before it began.  Sure, it started pretty slow and technically BYU came out down 7-0, but after Quiz dropped a backwards pass and BYU's Bauman returned it like 30 yards for a touchdown, the flood gates broke.

This was one of those bittersweet games where the beat down was so sweet but the nagging commercials and gasping commentary made the thumping so painful to watch.  I'm almost grateful the score was as close as it was because OSU was simply embarrassed and that's got to be rough in the final game of the season.

Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah!!!


Go Utes(?) and Horn Frogs.

Oh, I almost forgot, here's to Max Hall (the man the F-Word calls the psycho ex-girlfriend) for redeeming himself again (this time in a bowl game) and ending his career as the most winning QB in BYU history.  Cheers.

Ode to Law School Finals

Have you ever studied like mad for an exam, gone into the exam, dumped your brain all over the paper, left and wondered what it was you spilled all over the test materials?

Enter law school finals.

Each of my four exams (not including my crazy-difficult lawyering memo) lasted from three to four hours.

I probably enjoyed my Torts (the branch of law, not the cake) final the most; it included torts ranging from Santa screaming profanities, battering a young girl, throwing her deaf father into a Gingerbread house and locking him in, and melted candy cane lights.  And you thought physics were fun!  I do have to say, however, that after two hours of analyzing whether or not Santa's shouting at a four-year-old constituted assault and if some company were liable in strict products liability for the lights melting, my brain felt like the one in the image above.

Here's to law school finals:  As painless and full of nostalgia as a frontal lobe lobotomy.

It's all over! It's all over!!

Yes, folks, my first semester of law school is all over.  Can you believe it?

I can't either.

To many of you, this picture to the left and its attendant sound bite will be utter nonsense.  You need only listen to understand why I put it in.

For those of you who are familiar with the history, can I get a witness, please?