"I Laugh at Mike All Day"

The title of the post comes from another great zinger from my director.  I was telling a joke or something, and so someone was laughing.  The director just walks up and says "yeah, I laugh at Mike all day."  Love him.

The past couple of days have been very exciting.  Right after I posted my last blogpost, I found out that I had been accepted to work on a Case Team for the Innocence Project.  These are competitive spots, so I'm really lucky to have the opportunity to work on an actual case.  In addition, my case team is (as far as I know) the ONLY case team which has a brand NEW case this semester.  This means I don't have to deal with someone who already knows everything about the case and it also means I don't have to play catch-up.  I have no idea what I'll be doing with this, but I'm really excited and I'll have more info about it once it gets started in mid-October.

Also, I signed up to be a tour guide (after the show is over) because....  I'm incapable of saying no to things I am even marginally interested in, so why fight it?

Today was very exciting.  I was studying with my torts group when campus police started running around frantically telling everyone to get inside.  Already inside, we calmly walked to a stairwell- because if there's a reason to be inside, it probably doesn't hurt to get even more inside.  The text message emergency alerts started lighting up our phones:  "Armed person on campus, stay inside."  "Black mail (sic) armed with a firearm has been spotted on campus." We went up to the ninth floor study lounge to see if there was actually anything going on outside.  There was not.   Later, after receiving the "all clear," we got another e-mail explaining the following: "There was never a man armed with a rifle spotted on campus."  Well good, because I'm not sure why we would have ever thought that... aside from the multiple texts and e-mails.  Apparently there was a man spotted a few blocks away, so that was enough to put the campus on red alert.  I'm glad that our campus security is as efficient as it is, but I feel the incident was best summed up in a friend's facebook update: "There's a man who may or may not be black and who may or may not have a gun somewhere in Washington, DC.... SHUT. DOWN. EVERYTHING."

After that excitement, I got to attend my first moot court.  This, again, is where an advocate about to argue a case in front of the Supreme Court gets to argue the case in front of a mock panel of judges in a room that we built to replicate the Supreme Court almost exactly.  I sort of signed a confidentiality agreement so I'm not allowed to talk about anything that was actually said, but it was a solid two hours of mind-blowing intellectual gladiatorial combat.  Just when I think I'm starting to get some of this "law" stuff, I go to an event like this and remember that I have a long long way to go.

This evening was another good excuse for Ben and me to wrangle some people together and go out for happy hour sushi at our favorite (only) happy hour sushi place.  As always, a delicious decision.

Were you suddenly expecting good pictures?  That's not going to happen.

Afterwards I met Maria and some of her friends at another happy hour place, and then I went to rehearsal and then to the weekly cast party.  Tomorrow I have to get up a bit early and do some tech work.  Perhaps with power tools.  I thought I had given up that life, but it seems to follow me....

Really excellent week, overall.  No complaints.