Livin' It Up Law School Style

The First Year, They Scare You To Death;
The Second Year, They Work You To Death;
The Third Year, They Bore You To Death.

Glimpses into the oh-so-exciting life of a 3rd year student at LSU Law School


mother(bleep)ing Ernesto

we still don't have pumps that will function at the heads of the Orleans Ave. or 17th St. canals.

The floodwalls that were total crap to begin with haven't been fully repaired.

Within 4 days, we could have a hurricane sitting on top of us.

4 days. That's August 30, 2006.

August 30, 2005 is a day I remember well. Up here in Baton Rouge, I had no power. I still believed my childhood home to be underwater with the rest of Lakeview. Cellphones didn't work. Landline phones didn't work. Ginger was staying with me - and so was her dog, Buck. We'd go to restaurants with power just to see what was on tv. To try to find out what had become of home. To find out if there was a home. I'm one of the lucky ones.

Rome wasn't built in a day, no, but I bet the Romans with their organization could have built floodwalls and/or levees and installed pumps that wouldn't vibrate themselves into oblivion when turned on if given a year.

Nothing else feels important.


At 5:14 AM, Anonymous Emperor Palpatine said...

I will keep y'all in my prayers.


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