I would like to Apologize to Henry. I’m very, very, sorry. I don’t mean to cause you problems – really.

Let me explain. I have 2 main emails : a Yahoo one and my own at henrylewis.org. I use the yahoo one whenever I need to register for something and I’m pretty sure it will land me on some sort of spam list. I also use it because it has old emails from Mike (when he used to simply call me ‘irish’) and other people.

The problem is that while ‘henry’ is my username for henrylewis.org, it’s not for yahoo. So, sometimes when I check yahoo, I accidentally use ‘henry’ for the username. And, if you try to log on too many times, Yahoo blocks your access. So, more than a few times, I get a message from yahoo that I have blocked the ‘henry’ account, which of course is not mine.

So, somewhere is a poor Henry who can’t check his email. And it’s all my fault.

Mike and I spent the weekend not studying (much), which was a nice change. Friday Night a friend of ours had a party which we attended. Saturday – I studied and Mike went with the same friend (who had a friend from Japan visiting) to Sausalito.

Sunday, Mike and I went with Clark and Will and Steven and Maxwell and... to the pride parade. Will and Clark’s friends put up a small ‘tent’ along the parade route every year. The parade was pretty tame this year – I only counted 2 naked guys (we spied a third naked guy later, but I’m not sure he was part of the parade). I have pictures I’ll post later, but I wasn’t in the best place so most of them are mediocre.

Then we went to the free concert, which consisted to Kimberly someone from American Idol, Third Eye Blind, and En Vogue.

I’ve also been listening to Wicked pretty much all the time, addicted as I am to the ‘popular’ song (Sung by Glinda, the good witch):

When i see depressing creatures,
with unprepossessing features,
I remind them on their own behalf
To - think - of
Celebrated heads of state,
Or specially great communicators!
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Don't make me laugh!

They were POPULAR

This weekend we’re headed to LA.

The world is governed by math. Honest. So, lets say that you have three colored balls – red, yellow, and blue. If you randomly pulled a ball out, then returned it re-shuffled, and pulled again, the distribution of red, blue, yellow will be about the same. Sure, you might get two blues in a row, or a run of red, but it will eventually even out. This is what makes Vegas work.

So, I have three sets of keys my car keys, my house keys, and my work keys. Theoretically, I should grab the right set of keys on the FIRST try, around 30% of the time, and 60% of the time, I should get it on the first or second try. Yet, always, without fail, the keys I’m looking for are the last ones I pull out. WITH OUT FAIL.

This means, statistically speaking, that somewhere is a person who must balance out my wrongness – for the world must be in mathematical balance. This means, he pulls the right keys out ALL THE TIME. At MY expense.

I hate him. Who ever he is.

I had to go with the ‘shaking’ joke, as all the messages I’ve gotten made one. We’re all fine – last night’s quake was the only one I felt, and it was minor (in SF), though Dinh did make me take down some of the vases, just in case.

The birds slept through it all, thought Basil did rouse long enough to mumble something incoherently.

One of my favorite movies is Magnolia. If you haven’t seen it, it’s essentially an exploration of how intertwined the lives of seemingly unrelated people are. Mostly tragic, of course. Anyway, at the beginning of the movie, the narrator discusses some ‘historical’ coincidences in life – a man who lives in a town called Greenberry Hill is murdered by three men, named Green, Berry & Hill.

Another is about a guy who writes a suicide note and jumps from the roof, not knowing a safety net has been set up, which would (apparently) prevent his death. As he passes the ninth floor window, a shotgun blast hits him in the head, killing him. When they police investigates the shooting, the find that the guys father was threatening the mother with a shotgun when it went off accidentally. The guy threatening his wife with the shotgun quite frequently, but swore he never loaded it. Further investigation shows that the guy who jumped, had loaded his father’s gun hoping that the father would ‘accidentally’ shoot the mother.

Anyway, that case is mentioned in my Criminal Law book.

... mention my brother’s birthday, but I don’t want to be accused of being a tell-tale-er.

We’re discussing the difference between strict liability and general intent. The Prof pointed out that you can’t get married without intending to get married, which broke down into a 10 minutes discussion about whether or not you can get married ‘accidentally’. (You can in Las Vegas! What if you’re really drunk?)

Then we compared marriage to speeding.

Due out apparently in November, they’ve made a film version of Rent which is still one of my favorite musicals. Here’s an unofficial trailer.

Apparently, they got a lot of people from the original cast.

With the end of the final movie, it’s nice to see that the characters aren’t sitting around. Darth Vader, in addition to his blogging, has apparently taken the time to hone his force skills, by reading you mind.

It’s kind of funny – so take a peek.

*** This particular gem of foolishness was pointed out to me by Patrick, a guy I go to law school with. Since he is planning on being a lawyer, he demanded recognition for the find in a tersely written brief.

Well, more specifically, he went to a stinky place!

This weekend, the Conservatory of flowers had the world’s largest (and stinkiest) flower on display. It is known at the Titan Arum or Corpse Flower. Here’s a pic of Mike with stinky in the background.