Questions. Then I'm going to get my life.
1. It turns out that you applied to a bunch of Ph.D. programs instead of Law School. While in school, for reasons beyond your control, you are forced to write a dissertation. What will you write it about?
I don't know, but I'm sure in this world the pages would have no corners. I'm also pretty sure I'd be co-authoring a study with Katie Linder (CYLON! FINAL FIVE!).
2. In a dream world, what city would you live in?
One with a train. One that has a bi-seasonal menage a trois between 60 degree weather, the sun, and a breeze. One that Depeche Mode will tour to. One with good legal aid agencies that will hire me. Or London.
3. You are forced to take up with Al Swearengen or Bill Adama. Who do you choose? More importantly, you can use sex as a tool. What type of influence would you wield over your man, and why? Do you use your powers for good or for evil?
Al Sweargen. The only thing I like more than vulgarity (and long johns, incidentally) is me. And unlike some classist tyrants, he has a sense of humor (or so my copy of My Triumphs, My Failures reminds me). Also, making out with Bill Adama would be like making out with a set of wooden teeth. I could lose a lip or a cheek in all that awkward.
4. Why not just sell out and go corporate? That’s why lawyers invented the words “pro bono.”
Here's the thing: The surest way into the public's pants is through her interest. And I'm clearly looking to get screwed.
5. Let’s be screenwriters. What are we going to write?
Ooh, maybe BSG needs an episode about heterosexism? NO! Able-ism. All those lazy disabled people riding on our tylium-refining BACKS!
I don't know, but I'm sure in this world the pages would have no corners. I'm also pretty sure I'd be co-authoring a study with Katie Linder (CYLON! FINAL FIVE!).
2. In a dream world, what city would you live in?
One with a train. One that has a bi-seasonal menage a trois between 60 degree weather, the sun, and a breeze. One that Depeche Mode will tour to. One with good legal aid agencies that will hire me. Or London.
3. You are forced to take up with Al Swearengen or Bill Adama. Who do you choose? More importantly, you can use sex as a tool. What type of influence would you wield over your man, and why? Do you use your powers for good or for evil?
Al Sweargen. The only thing I like more than vulgarity (and long johns, incidentally) is me. And unlike some classist tyrants, he has a sense of humor (or so my copy of My Triumphs, My Failures reminds me). Also, making out with Bill Adama would be like making out with a set of wooden teeth. I could lose a lip or a cheek in all that awkward.
4. Why not just sell out and go corporate? That’s why lawyers invented the words “pro bono.”
Here's the thing: The surest way into the public's pants is through her interest. And I'm clearly looking to get screwed.
5. Let’s be screenwriters. What are we going to write?
Ooh, maybe BSG needs an episode about heterosexism? NO! Able-ism. All those lazy disabled people riding on our tylium-refining BACKS!