Nexus is a dancer

This is gonna be a really short one. New tablet swag! GOOGLE NEXUS TAB IS THE SQUAD!!! GOOGLE NEXUS TAB SHITS ON YOUR TAB!!! you know who else shits on your tab? MY MOM!!!! *hi-fives Hi-Five Ghost* On the real, though, this new tablet o mine makes me feel all of the things, and guess what it means?  it means that I will be blogging more often. Face especially if it means that I can blog by talking. Which I can do now. Because google Nexus tab is the squad!!! Chyea!!!

stuck on the highway

so, I'm riding down 85 and I notice that the whole highway is on fire! so I totally stop riding down the highway and start sitting on tye highway, because, you know, fire's bad for tires and shit. nothing especially interesting happened, but there were a lot of people getting  out of the car on some disaster movie type shit. and the choppers were circling like vultures around an old carcass. I got pics, but the choppers look more like UFOs than actual aircraft. anyway, it's finally moving some, so you know, gotta focus on the road. can't be crashing up fir y'all bitches ... bitches ....

luscious' late nite creep: brotherhood edition

no long intro tonight, y'all. luscious got a lil  tender ronie in the other room waitin to give him a eucalyptus rub down... and if i'm lucky the ending will be a joyful one, nah'm sayin? so sit back and enjoy some positivity. now if you excuse me, i'm just positive *hee hee* that i left the rubbin oils and aroma candles in the cabinet. i gotta get set up y'all. enjoy!

cash flow everything around CFEAM, get the money...

time for a short, "this is something that just happened, and i will need more characters than twitter allows in order to tell the story" type entry. so last night one of money making homies sent me a link to some CPA offer cash flow opportunity. because i trust him i checked the thing out. it was an offer to buy a product called myPCbackup and in return the offering party would set you up with a free affiliate site that would pay you up to 2000% commission. seems almost too good to be true. but i have a problem with these business type opprtunities:

1. i'm not well vesred enough on how these types of offers are regulated to know how legit the offer is. when guys like bernie madoff can operate for years to the tune of $65billion, and the number of fraudulent financial opportunities are apparently rising let's just say i get a bit skeptical
2. the whole sales pitch bugs me. every time one of these guys presents one of these opportunities it's the same story: how would you like to spend $X on Y widget and make [exponentially larger return]?  well then all you need to do is give us the money and we'll tell you how! oh, and if you get your buddies to give us the money, too, you'll get a piece of everything they make and everything the people they bring in make and on and on until you're the BAUSE of the whole world!
3. if it was really that easy, literally everyone would be doing it already. i've never seen anybody turn down easy money that was 100% legit. which brings me to
4. i'm a research doing MFer, and it is almost laughably difficult to find reliable third party research on these opportunities. most search engine front pages wind up flooded with blog posts that don't site sources, articles from websites with links that all seem to go to the offeror you're reseaching, forum threads (which, of course, never have reliable links), and of course the offeror themself. or look like this: 

look. a link to the BBB's homepage but not a review. hmm.

1. and ONE MORE THING! all of these offers link to some videowall page with a youngish WASP talking about how great the opportunity is followed by a link to the offer, but with no links to a sevond or third page explaining the opportunity in greater detail. don't expect me to just join you on faith. i need to know exactly how my money is gonna make me money before i give you my money. every legit, researched, regulated and accountable financial person i've dealt with has laid out a detailed plan for how my money would grow BEFORE i let them play with it. and these are people that i know personally, not just some internet video. 

to be fair, CNET offers the product as well, and the guy who sent me the link is one of the researched legit guys out there. but what do you think? am i right to be funny with my money, or should i stop being scary? because, as the saying goes, scared money don't make money. stay tuned....

i know this is off topic, but it is the gotdamn jugganaut, bitch!

1L year according to drew... and wordle

i cannot put into words the trials and tribulations a first year law student goes through. it is without a doubt the most awesome horrible thing that any person of moderate intelligence can ever put them self through. as i said i can't put it into words, but i can use the words i put it in during the year to make awesome wordle's with! so without further ado: 1L year in wordle form!!!!

civ pro
 

contracts

criminal

intro to admin

legal writing


property


torts


transnational law

THAT guy...

**DISCLAIMER: the following is intended for drewninitos, or male drewninites. the drewniverse would like to ask all female drewninites, or drewninitas, to please skip to the end. there's cake and ice cream there. no foolin!**

fellas, i got to talk to y'all for a minute. hey, now, shit dude, i know. we don't really like to talk about real shit a whole helluva lot -- hell, i know i'd rather be writing a blog about beer and football and making sexy time and video games right now-- but i just need to know if i'm alone on this. do y'all have that one fucking guy that you know  who you, through no fault of your own, are acquainted with (your friends are his friends and shit) who you just look at and think, "man, i never ever ever want to follow that guy into anything.... anything"? (see? i brought back into the comfort zone. this IS about the vajayjay) for those of you who haven't received your copy of the drewniversal guide to drewniversal vernacular, "follow" in the context of the above sentence means "to put ones P in a va-G for which you are aware of at least one prior user", or in laymen's terms, to have sex with a girl that a guy you know has already had sex with. and don't all of us have that one guy? real talk, bruh! we all got that one dude who no matter how cool he is, we just couldn't bring ourselves to follow into a girl we know he's already done the do with (DGDV: done the do - made sex with) and it's not one thing in particular about the dude that rubs us wrong. it's just from observation. for example, when i was in college i had a friend who i just knew i would never follow, and i mean i didn't care if the girl was freida pinto bad. i aint care if she had a body like blac chyna (natural, too) and a ass to match, if she effed with him she could not eff with drew. we've all been there. maybe you were afraid you might catch something messing with post-that-dude girls. maybe dude had really shitty taste/no standards and you just knew that if he messed with her she probably wasn't within specs. but whatever it was... you just weren't comfortable knowing that he'd already been there. there is a simple solution that will allow you to keep the friendship in tact, if you and dude are cool like that (i'd suggest staying cool with homie if for no other reason than to better keep track of his book [DGDV: book - short for black book]. that guy will always talk about girls he's known in that way). there are steps. did i mention that earlier? well, there are, and here they are:

1. stay friends. you can't keep track of dude's book if y'all ain't at least cool. no worse feeling than finding out after the fact that your girl once had an encounter with home slice...
2. pay attention to girls that fall for homie's game for future reference. even if he got game we've already established that we are uncomfortable with going where that guy's gone before
3. because you've stayed friends, you now know dude's scene. prowl in a different scene (DGDV: prowl: to go out in search of potential sexy time companions).
4. ALTERNATIVE: play wingman. man law prevents prowling dudes acting as a unit to do anything with the other's targets. well, not first at least.

now that we've established that we all know that one guy, and we've discussed how not to follow that guy we can rest easier. alright, drewninitas, you can come back.

oh yeah, the delicious confections! you have three choices, so enjoy!

this is the sessy, sensuous cake and ice cream

this is the party time ice cream and cake

this cake's ice cream is a lie

ps, this

any questions?

the return... challenge accepted

after almost 3 months, an IM chat with a fellow law student has led me to the inspiration for my next swagtastic blab fest. as i was discussing with the lovely and talented miss sam bam of lawlessandflawless the finer points of her introductory blog about 90's kid awesomeness (click that there link up there) i was reminded of a rather obscure piece of pop crossover swag frim back when mtv was still cool. it was a show called " Say What?! Karaoke" and Danielle "Topanga Lawerence" Fishel, aka my school boy crush, was rapping to busta rhymes single "Gimme Some More"!


see how impressive that is? anywho, sammie challenged me to produce the video (ok, so she just said she didn't remember that and i set out to prove it happened) but there was one problem: this seems to be the only obscure video the interwebs can't produce! i began to believe i'd just made it up! so i did the next best thing. i asked google if it even happened at all, and got my answer: yes, it even happened at all! according to wiki.answers: "She did the rap during a Celebrity special of MTV's Say What Karaoke". by the rules of the internet, this means that somebody has video of it somewhere! and now, drewninites, i charge you with helping me find it! my bloggers integrity depends on it.





ps, i cant in good conscience do a topanga rapping blog and leave you with no topanga clips so hears, the boy meets world karaoke contest:

swag! swag swag swag swag swag swag!!!!!!!

this lemony fresh piece of swag is so draped up and dripped out with swag that if this video was ice cube in the 80's, it's hair would be leave jheri swag juice stains in all its mama's furniture. if it were a puppet, it'd live on swaggle rock. if this video were a baseball card, it'd be a mint condition honus swagner rookie. were it a dog, it'd be swagging its tail furiously. if this video were a pokemon, it'd be a poliswag.

what did the five fingered chestburster say to the face?

if it were a car, it'd be volks-swagon. if it were a flower, it'd be a swagnolia. this vid has me in swagony.
 

gettin fat. whatev's

if you read the whole thing you'll get to watch 2 whole videos!!!!! so do it



Fuck law school and the miserable bastard that invented.

My foolhardy endeavor to get my legalese on has cost me a lot. It's caused me to estrange or alienate my friends and family, lose touch with what's going on in the outside world, fall into what I'm sure are the early stages of alcoholism, and worst of all, it may even cost me the best romance I've ever known. Law school sucks SOOOOOO hard. The blows I've taken to my psyche, confidence and social life since getting here will never be fully relieved. Even if i can salvage my relationship with her, let's face it: what it was is gone forever. Forever. The stink of this situation  (at least based on how i feel now) will always be there. A stain like that just doesn't come out, but you know what? I could live with all of that, all of it, hard and undesirable as it may be. I could do it, but law school has had one more nagging fee. A fee that taxes many of us wise fools who walk this path: I'm getting fat. Inexplicably fat at that.

And I ain't talking a few extra pounds either. I've put on a solid 20 extra, book reading, note taking, brief writing pounds since the start of last semester. Guys, there are shirts I bought at Christmas that looked nice then that just aren't cutting it anymore. And it's not for lack of maintenance, I'm in the gym sweating it out 4, 5, hell sometimes 6 times a week every week without fail. It's Thursday and I've already hit the gym twice, plan on going tonight and probably will go twice tomorrow since there's no class on Friday anymore. The amount of work I put in each week at the gym rivals the amount I put in doing LAW! But here I am, abdominal definition gone, belly making a comeback at my computer knocking out this quick blog before I do more law!

Sitting here, I look at my formerly vascular arms just upset at myself for letting this school business kick my ass. But, black Phoenix Wright that I am, I believe I've figured out why: several things!

objection overruled!

1) I don't sleep. Like at all. This lovely blog that you all should read spells out my issues with the sandman quite nicely.
2) Terrible food! Earlier today i made an assessment of what my meals consisted of and i realized that a brother hasn't seen a leafy green vegetable that wasn't accompanied by greasy hunks of salted sugar meats in... a long time. And I don't count the broccoli that came with the sesame chicken I had for dinner a few nights ago.
3) The AC that keeps my room a balmy 84 degrees. Apparently by doing that, I'm robbing my body of all those wonderful calorie burning opportunities that keeping self regulating Drew's internal temp offers.
4) Living in America *James Brown voice*.  all these silly industrial chemicals that float around in the air we breathe cause us to pack on the pounds. Science types have done studies, believe me.
5) Law school (which fucking sucks). All the not moving around I have to do in order to be a decent law student is making me fat! I FUCKING KNEW IT! Also, there are tons of empty calories in alcohol which, as I implied earlier, I consume in copious amounts because how the fuck else am I supposed to deal with the stress of law school?

6) and finally: NO SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I was deciding to go to law school I planned on being single so I could, like, bang with the lady 1Ls and junk. However, in an ironic twist of fate, I decided to begin a relationship with a nice young lady from college and proceeded to do the boyfriend thing. As this relationship was both fairly young and totally awesome, I decided not to break up before the semester started, effectively and simultaneously also deciding to be celibate while in law school. As we all know few activities are more physically exhausting and calorie burnerific (trademark) than a good thrust session, and as I have not had any thrust sessions I haven't burned those precious extra calories.

OK, so you want proof. well, sorry to say i didn't do any research. BUT, the guy in the video below sure did. And as you can probably tell by the causes of fatty fat fatness we both use, i sat on my fat ass and watched it. You do the same... fatties..