I kept my X account just to keep the username, but it’s been dormant since the election. I know I should start using LinkedIn, but I simply have not found a way to post that feels natural - I even find myself avoiding newsy announcements, which isn’t great.
That echoes pretty much exactly how I’ve been feeling, but I haven’t cracked the code to make Bluesky work for me yet. If you have any tips I’d love to hear them! It almost feels like I missed the wave to find and connect with people here, so I’m mostly posting into the abyss.
I know this question is inherently flawed *because* I am asking it here, but - law prof peeps, where are we hanging out these days? Is there still a critical mass on X? Threads? Here? Somewhere else? I miss my community and would love to plug back in!
Ok trademark friends, who’s going to INTA this year???
It was quite good! Satisfied the craving. Not amazing amazing… but the beef Wellington was legendary, so it worked out well.
Everyone around us is here for birthdays and anniversaries. I am here for salad.
Was craving for a really good Caesar salad for dinner… so accidentally made a reservation at a hilariously over the top fancy restaurant.
… this better be a damn good salad.
I spent longer than I should have trying to figure out what acronym or abbreviation he meant by “abs.” Now that I understand, I am upset.
This was all a clever ploy to get us to edit his LinkedIn profile for him.
Returning days later to report that he has removed that sentence from his LinkedIn profile…
Also noting that, when describing his law review articles, he conveniently omits the word “online” or “forum” from every single citation.
I dunno guys, I think I’m really getting the hang of this whole coauthoring thing, don’t you?
You know you’re in DC when an entire subway station is draped in banner ads for an e-discovery platform..::
Coming back from spring break, Partner (Romantic)™️ has a glorious bronze tan.
Meanwhile I acquired so many bug bites that apparently I look like I have measles.
You’ve heard of “intrusive sleep,” but let me introduce you to defensive sleep: when you pass out on the couch before game night starts to avoid being absolutely demolished in Yahtzee (again)
Today’s humiliation: I was just carded trying to rent a bicycle, because - and I quote - “if you’re under 16 you’re required to wear a helmet.”
Oof.
I’m aggressively anti-AI for so, so many reasons… but I also just realized that it will almost certainly result in people sending EVEN MORE emails, and I can’t even express my horror.
I already hope your emails do not find me. Please leave me alone.
Being a two-professor household can have its challenges, but sometimes your Spring Breaks line up, and then? Then, life is perfect.
Our flight was cancelled so our seats were separated for our rebooking, and I’m sipping Prosecco with my headphones on while Partner Romantic™️’s seatmate is telling them all about her heart attack and near-death experience.
This picture is perfect, I love this.
Not my finest moment
A life lesson: casebooks and groceries need to go in *separate* tote bags… unless you want to spend an hour wiping smushed soft cheese off of every single page of your casebook
A Symposium audience member just referred to a law professor and panelist as THE LADY.
I’m used to this bullshit, but this feels especially egregious.
Sure you might be having a bad day, but did you fling your favorite (and expensive) pen into a crack in the classroom media center IN THE MIDDLE OF TEACHING?
It took me forty minutes after class to retrieve it, and I pulled out four other pens first.
Seconding the love for both Babel and Katabasis - just read both last month and highly recommend.
I would simply die before admitting this to my closest friend, much less publicly in court documents
Lil critter was wedged wayyyyyy back under the driver’s seat, behind a black car trash can thing that blocked him from view completely (and somehow we missed him when we felt behind the seat)
This is the best answer.
You read The Velveteen Rabbit as a kid and it fucks you up for life, and next thing you know your Partner (Romantic)™️ is driving an extra 2.5 hours to find your stuffed puppy that might have fallen out of the car.
I am very, very loved.
… and the pup was in the car the whole time.
Rating cross country ski snacks:
Milk duds: they’ll freeze and you’ll crack a tooth, 3/10
Granola bar: classic, dependable, 6/10
Sunflower seeds: make me feel like a small forest bird, 10/10
Communal moonshine from a mason jar in a warming hut: no explanation needed, a million out of ten.
The duality of road trips: toggling between early 2000s pop radio, and an audiobook about the assassination of James Garfield.