Non-Sequiturs: 10.19.06
* I can’t wait for the RNC’s reaction. This cannot be for real. [New York Sun via Huffington Post]
* What? No Legally Blonde? [Fordham Film Festival]
* This is what happens when the creative spirit is suppressed by statutes and stuff. These judges need an outlet... maybe, I don't know, a blog? [Sui Generis]
* Indie rockers are going the way of Tupac. [Houston Chronicle via Jamestown Lawyer]
* If it happened to a tax professor, it could happen to you. [TaxProf Blog]
* And, because I’ve been in need of a little pick-me-up, in the spirit of our big brother publication Dealbreaker, a sampling of attorneys’ searches for love across the country (via the ever-reliable Craigslist) -- after the jump.
New York:
We’re guessing this gentleman’s use of "studly" is not ironic.
But we're not sure about this guy's.
Non-profit lawyers need not apply, or maybe she really does think attorneys are sexy.
San Francisco:
No, he really wants to be your mentor.
Los Angeles:
That “genes”/”jeans” pun is just hilarious. What woman wouldn’t want to have this guy's children?
Chicago:
In praise of the aging closeted bear. (This is so 80s, gentlemen. The only thing that should be long and hard is the look you need to give yourself.)
Washington, DC:
I really don’t want to be mean here. After all, this family law attorney is honest enough to admit that looks matter and white bras are just not going to cut it.
Kansas City (we’re not coast-centric around here):
We’re not in Kansas anymore. (But he sure is. Sir, why don't you get Showtime?)
(3) Comments
Kansas....wow.....uhh....wow. As Forest Gump would say, "that's all I have to say about that."
I don't think there's anything unusual at all about an ambitious, attractive young woman finding lawyers sexy. Or law professors, or judges, for that matter. (I'll date a judge any day--and God knows they aren't in it for the money.) If she left out "blonde bombshell" would would you have noticed "Ivy League honors graduate" and not assumed she was a gold digger? Bah.
And for the record, I also don't think there's a thing in the world remarkable about (or wrong with) a man who likes to get a nice working over from a woman with a strap-on. I'm far too sorry for him and the repressed bear to feel like making fun of them... much less turn up my nose at what turns them on. My personal philosophy is that if somebody out there likes it long and hard, it's none of my damn business and certainly not my place to tell them what to do. To each his own.
Jeez, you people are making me feel square by association.
Being a gold digger and an ivy-leaguer (or a blonde bombshell and, say, an eco-warrior) are hardly mutually exclusive, but I hear you. And look at our editor--super-sexy. Hey, look, if anything, we’re giving these postings more exposure before the weekend--I understand the human need for a hug (or hug-equivalent).