Good luck on your Friday and Saturday exams, everybody. It’s almost over!

I’m signing off the blog for the night. I might publish a cell-phone post in the morning, but otherwise, the next time you hear from me, I’ll be done with law school. :)

Lets go Buffalo!

Butt head!

LETS GO SABRES

Parking in the visitor lot because the bookstore lot was full: $2. Chemerinsky's ConLaw treatise: $47. Buying a commercial study guide 14 hours before your last law-school exam: Priceless. :)

P.S. Ahead of me in line was a female student buying the Emanuel Law Outline for Contracts. I asked her if she was 1L; she said yes. I asked her if the exam was tomorrow; she said yes. Then I told her I was a 3L doing the same thing for my ConLaw II exam. Heh.

As it turns out, Becky can’t make it to Cedar Point on Monday, so we’ve got an extra ticket for the 3L Week trip there. If anyone is interested in it, shoot me an e-mail at bloy [at] nd.edu.

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Just finished my Morality & the Law exam. Will head to the law school shortly to turn it in. (It’s not actually due till 5:00 PM tomorrow, but I’ll be damned if I was going to not be done at noon tomorrow, when ConLaw II is over. So I finished it more than 28 hours before it was due, which I think is some sort of personal record for me.)

So, we’re at 3 exams (+2 papers) down, 1 to go… or, 13 credits down, 3 to go… or 87 down, 3 to go, if you count all six semesters… but no matter how you look at it, I’m just 22 1/2 hours away from being done with law school. WHEE!!!

Now, I’d better start studying for ConLaw, to make sure I actually have some clue what the hell I’m doing when I take my last exam from 9-12 tomorrow. :)

(Incidentally, the title of this post is a reference to a conversation between me and Dmytro on the first day of law school, right after our first class, Professor Tidmarsh’s CivPro, was dismissed. I look at him and said, “Well, one down.” He replied, “Three years to go.”)

You may recall my nervousness when I brought my digital camera into Best Buy for repair nearly 3 weeks ago, and a Geek Squad geek “darkly hinted that the technicians might conclude that a slight dent on the front of the camera voids the warranty.” If that had happened, I was all prepared to make a big speech to the manager, acknowleding that they technically have the right to void my warranty for an irrelevant dent, but pointing out that by doing so, they’d be losing my customer loyalty forever — which would probably mean thousads of dollars over my lifetime, given what a gadget geek I am. Not to mention the potential damage I could have done by blogging about the incident (a la Jeff Jarvis’s “Dell Hell”) and possibly getting InstaPundit to link to it (he linked to Jarvis’s stuff, and he’s blogged negatively about Best Buy before). And this would have all happened because of a dent that clearly had nothing to do with my camera’s problems. “Is it worth it, just to weasel out of one warranty repair?” I was going to ask.

Well, I’m happy to report that I didn’t have to give any such speech. I got the camera back on Tuesday, and guess what? Best Buy’s off-site technicians not only honored my warranty, they went above and beyond it, replacing two parts that I never asked them to do anything about, and whose replacement certainly wasn’t mandated by the warranty. The total, if I’m adding it up right, came to roughly $265 in free parts. Yeah, I’d say I got my money’s worth for the $60 four-year service plan that I bought with the $300 camera back in 2004. :)

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Shirt form available here.

For those of you not familiar with these semingly random 128 bit numbers, see Brendan’s previous post here.

The NHL Eastern Conference Finals between Buffalo and Ottawa begins tonight (inconveniently enough for my ConLaw II studying) at 7:00 PM, and Shannon and her dad will be at the HSBC Arena to watch the action… lucky ducks folks! (Can’t say “Ducks,” they might be our opponent if we get to the Stanley Cup finals!)

It promises to be a doozy of a series between two very good teams that really don’t like each other. The title of this post isn’t so much a prediction as a hope, namely that the Sabres will win in six games or less. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if this series goes the distance, but if it does, that’ll suck, because Becky and I will be on an airplane, en route to L.A. for Andrew & Bea’s wedding, during the timeslot allotted for Game 7. Missing the Fiesta Bowl en route to our honeymoon was bad enough; missing Game 7 of the Sabres-Senators series, with a trip to the Cup finals on the line, would be a crime against humanity!

Alas, I somehow have a feeling it will probably come to that. The last time I made travel plans that forced me to cross my fingers that a Game 7 wouldn’t happen, it was 2003 and I had train tickets from New York City to South Bend (to visit Notre Dame as a prospective student) on the Thursday night of the potential ALCS Game 7. But when I bought the tickets, the Red Sox and Yankees hadn’t even advanced out of the Divisional Series yet, and a Game 7 clash of titans seemed an awfully long way off. Little did I know I would end up watching that game on a tiny portable TV screen, yelling “Take Pedro out!” at said screen while sitting next to an 80-something Sox fan from the Albany area, and ultimately witnessing Aaron Boone’s home run while walking between cars on the train.

Actually, the whole train thing made that particular Game 7 more memorable and fun, in a way, than just watching it on a regular TV at home or in a bar. But portable TVs aren’t allowed on planes, so I’m hoping history doesn’t repeat itself, and the Sabres get the job done in less than 7 games.

But for tonight, um, let’s just win Game 1, shall we? LET’S GO, BUFF-A-LO!!!

They say good things come in threes… so why not have three consecutive posts about sex? This one is about a banned vibrator.

(In an attempt to remain at least somewhat family-friendly, I’m instituting a dildos-below-the-fold policy, so the rest of this post is after the jump…)

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Ew.

People who had one to five oral-sex partners in their lifetime had approximately a doubled risk of throat cancer compared with those who never engaged in this activity - and those with more than five oral-sex partners had a 250% increased risk.

There was an even stronger link between oral sex and throat cancers clearly caused by HPV-16 (those tumours that tested positive for the strain). People with more than five oral sex partners had a 750% increased risk of these HPV-16-caused cancers.

It just goes to show that before you put something in your mouth, you oughta know where it’s been.

On a policy level, this study lends scientific support to legislative efforts to mandate an HPV vaccine for school-aged children, male and female, given the dire consequences of not doing so. While some have argued that such vaccinations condone promiscuity or alternatively, constitute yet another example of the excesses of the nanny state, burgeoning evidence linking HPV directly to cancers should reinforce the necessity of the vaccine as a means of promoting public health and reducing future health care costs.

At least, that’s what Fox 28 seems to be telling us:

Heh. Damn that liberal media!

In other Cheney-related news, I absolutely love this photo:

You know, if I had a choice between a registered sex offender living across the street, and that guy living across the street… it might be a close call…

Last night saw the season — and maybe series — finale of Jericho, the CBS drama about how the residents of a small town in Kansas cope with a nuclear attack that has wiped out most of America’s major cities, as well as all communications, essentially throwing the country into a sort of weird Dark Ages limbo period. Despite earlier rumors that the network will renew Jericho for a second season, there remains grave concern that it might be cancelled, with the Associated Press calling it a “long shot to be back next season.” A final decision will reportedly be announced next Wednesday.

Anyway, the finale was frustrating for a couple of reasons. Spoilers after the jump.

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