Oh, World, I am sick of it.

World, I am stuck here studying for finals and all I can think about are the following:
1. The Michigan Coach Search--What a distraction. I keep refreshing every sports page or Michigan blog out there in the hopes of finding a new nugget of information about what is going on. This is a completely useless endeavor because as soon as any "news" breaks, another story follows within minutes refuting the prior story. Miles is coming. Miles isn't coming. Yes he is! NO HE'S NOT! YES HE IS!! SERIOUSLY, HE IS NOT. Okay but I heard Mike Ditka has agreed to terms. I know that nothing is fact until it someone has signed their name on the dotted line but I have to know what is going on. I know there are things happening behind closed doors so just tell me. I promise I will not leak the information to anyone, especially not to OSU alum on national sports programs.

2. Christmas--It is everywhere; on TV, the radio, online, in my living room and all I can think about is if Santa will finally bring me my official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle with a compass in the stock. To update that to modern terms I want the following modest gifts:
a. A computer
b. a cool remote controlled car
c. a playhouse for the kids
d . my favorite baseball card ever
e. a fun board game
f. a gift card for something cool
g. a cool trip
h. a new tv
i. summer toys
j. a cool get away spot

3. Food--Let's face it, I always think about food.
4. The writer's strike--Okay we get it. Writers want more money and the executives don't want to give it to them. All I know is that as soon as Kiefer gets out of jail, the new season of 24 had better be on the air and run non stop. Lost also has to be on or there will be hell to pay. Hell I say. HELL!

Well I have to hit the books again. Happy Birthday Jim.

I just hope Nermal wasn't behind this

I don’t really like the idea of Abu Dhabi controlling Citigroup but Citigroup was put into a bad situation (largely through their own actions). They had to do the best thing for their shareholders (e.g. sell too Abu Dhabi) but as the largest American bank they should have duty to the country not to let a foreign state control the majority of their assets. I would have preferred Citi sell only the same amount that the Saudi billionaire has and tried to get another investor to buy the difference. This would definitely have been much harder to do because Abu Dhabi probably did the deal in the first place only because it would be the majority shareholder, if they weren’t the deal may not have happened. Also finding a big time investor like that is incredibly difficult to do. I stand by my convictions about government interference in these types of matters (they should stay out of it) but I think in this case the feds had better keep a very very close eye on things and should step in if there is any hint of impropriety. This is somewhat hypocritical but it’s the best I have for now. At this point, if I am Citigroup (and if it is even legal), I would try to find people/companies that are already large shareholders in Citigroup and get them to sell their shares to an newly created holding company that they all own a proportionate stake in.

P.S. If you get the title of this post give yourself a pat on the back.

Ma, Zoo, Rah?

For those of you that are not familiar with Big 12 football and more specifically, Missouri Tiger football, then let me throw some knowledge your way: It is absolutely and totally bind blowing that they are the number one team in the nation. The last time that happened JFK had just won the election over Richard Nixon. The last time they even shared a conference championship was in 1969. Nixon had risen to the presidency by then but at the time the Watergate Hotel was just barely two years old and the only break-ins that had occurred were into the guest room mini-bars. (Incidentally, I don’t know why I have related everything back to Nixon so just run with it.) Since that last championship the Tigers have only had 11 winning seasons and none of more than 8 wins. Needless to say this is kind of big news for the State of Missouri. Sure we aren’t as big of a football base as places like Texas or Michigan but damn it if we aren’t better then everyone right now.

Am I a bandwagon jumper? Probably, but I justify my new found Missouri love by saying that I have two alumni in my family (Grandpa and Sister) and that my allegiance to the University of Michigan is not in jeopardy because they are far, far, far out of the picture. The only hiccup really is that my wife went to grad school at Illinois and Mizzou and Illinois don’t really like each other much. Ok they don’t like each other at all. But this is no problem because I am an adamant Michigan fan and the fine folks in Champaign-Urbana hate (I am using the word “hate” here) us so if I support Mizzou I am not really any worse off with them then before.

Missouri still has to beat Oklahoma in the Big 12 Championship game. They lost to the Sooners earlier in the year and are underdogs again this week so the Tigers’ trip to the number one spot may be short lived but if it isn’t hold on to your hats folks because Missourians have beaten the odds before.

Sorry Detroit.

For the last few years St. Louis has been the "Most Crime Ridden City in the History of Man" according to a bunch of snake oil salesmen but this year they have ranked Detroit as being the worst crime city in the world (country). Let me just tell you that I am from Detroit originally but have lived in St. Louis pretty much most of my life so I know which is worse first hand. When they originally ranked St. Louis number 1 I was shocked. I could walk down the street in the Lou at any time of day or night and would be fine. In Detroit, if you parked too far away from Tiger Stadium you would be lucky to have a car there once the game was over. This being said, I really don't think this list should be out there. According to the FBI the company that puts this out skews the data quite a bit and is pretty unreliable. Also while Detroit may have the worst crime, it doesn't mean you won't get your ass shot in Atlantic City or even Mission Viejo (the allegedly safest city in America).

Here is a little tip I learned from my boy, Lloyd Carr: don't be stupid. It applies but if you are stupid you won't realize it until your stupidity has failed you for the last time.

Class

Lloyd Carr officially announced his retirement today. At the press conference he handled himself very well and the media members in attendance applauded him twice. Lloyd has a rep for calling out members of the press when they ask dumb questions and making sideline reporters' interviews a hell of a lot shorter than they expected. Even with this, the media respected him so much that they still gave him two ovations at his press conference.

Lloyd's time at Michigan should be remembered for how he carried himself and represented the University of Michigan both on and off the field. If the next coach has half the class Lloyd has the school will be in good shape.

Good luck Lloyd (I know you read this blog).

Google and I need to talk.

It was so cool. I was bored reading my Constitutional Law assignment so I decided to google my blog. I typed "bubba tunes" into the search bar and boom, there I was. My blog was the first (and second) result. It was amazing. I was so excited I told my wife and she tried it out and thought it was the coolest thing in the history of man kind as well. Today I started writing a post about how cool it was and I wanted to have a link to the results for the ease of you reader but this time when I googled it, Bubba Tunes was nowhere to be found. What a rip off. One of the founders of Google went to Michigan so I thought since I went there too I would get some kind of preferential treatment or something. This is the one week of the year when Michigan men need to band together and show a united front against the vile Buckeye horde. Google probably just didn't realize I was a Michigan guy because there are probably like dozens of websites out there and it is probably really hard to keep track of everyone 24/7. I will try again and maybe this time Bubba Tunes will return to number one on Google.

GO BLUE!!

PS Maybe Google is just mad because I don't have any cool graphics up. I will try to get a hold of those creative people over at Homestar Runner and see if they can give me a couple of tips or something.

Law School Gets in the Way Again

Okay so last night was the world broadcast premier of the new HBO documentary called “The Rivalry.” It was supposed to be an in-depth look at the Michigan – Ohio State game and the history behind it. This is quite a detour from typical HBO documentaries as it was not about the illicit sex practices of dwarfs in Mongolia, an East Coast baseball team that only complete knobs care about, or how a certain baseball team in the National League Central Division never even sniffs a winner but somehow people still get drunk enough to show up to the games.

Now I actually own a different documentary about the very same rivalry and it is very well done. The only problem is that it is like ten years old. The HBO documentary was up-to-date. It covered the time period when I actually attended school and already knew intimately what the rivalry was all about. I mean come on, I could been in it for crying out loud. Since I was quite the BMOC in my day, the odds are that I am definitely in it. Needless to say I was quite excited to see it. The only problem was I had class when it aired. So now I have to pick one of the fifty other times it airs this week to watch it. What a drag. I really wanted to see it the first time.

Law school is many things but kind it is not. When I grow up and start rolling in the Benjamins, I am going to buy the naming rights to one of the towers planned in the Michigan Stadium renovations and name it the “Don’t Ever Go To Law School If You Want To See HBO Documentaries The First Time They Air” Tower.

Go Blue!

PS Blues over the Red Wings last night so, Go Blues!

Who knew?

I am taking Evidence this semester and it has been okay so far but we are now knee deep in the rules covering hearsay. I had no f'ing clue that this little word could bring so much confusion. I have seen Law and Order so I know what hearsay is. If a witness says, "Johnny told me he had a gun" it is hearsay. Simple right. Then came FRE 801(d)(1), 801(d)(2), 803, 804, and a bazillion other rules and exceptions that twist your brain so much cerebral goo shoots out your ears and the statement "Johnny told me he had a gun" really isn't hearsay but rather the stone cold truth.

The bright side is that there are only 6 more days until The Game.

GO BLUE!!

Boo Wisconsin. Yea Illinois!

I would usually use more curse words but since we still have a shot to go to Pasedena I will keep myself calm for now.

Inside the Mind of a Law Student (Part 1 of an ongoing investigation)

I am sitting here in the reading room of the law library on campus (no I haven't told you where I go; I don't know you that well yet) and I'm reading all about the discovery process in civil litigation. I know, you are thinking, "Why do you get to have all the fun?" Well as fun as it sounds, reading Civil Procedure, Property Law, Constitutional Law, Evidence, Administrative Law, Federal Taxation, Contracts, and other subjects I have already forgotten about is not always like the log flume. Sure it starts off really fun as you are slowly climbing the hill sitting in a "log" that is really made of fiberglass, steel, and other things that don't float, but when you get to the top of this ride there is no exhilarating descent that ends in a fun splash. No, when you get to the top of this ride the drop is long and slow and it ends in one of three things: 1. (the best ending) you retire rich, successful and die happy; 2. (the acceptable ending) you retire but did not plan on living much longer and you die in debt in a nursing home that makes the Abu Ghraib look like Club Med; or 3. (ending to be avoided) you do something for a client or your partner that you really shouldn't have and you end up in prison, your wife divorces you, and you die in an eight by eight cell as girlfriend to a 300lbs man named Manny "the Squeezer." The first ending is a pipe dream, the second is more probable than not, and the third is not as unlikely as most people would think.

Well back to work. I should have gotten in line for the tea cups.

Oh, blogging means you have to blog.

World, I am new to blogging so you have to give me time to fit posting new things into my routine. I have a life and I can't have you guys breaking that up. In between school, sleep, and food I don't have time for typing stuff just for your voyeuristic tendencies. Shame on you. Shame.

Holy crap I realize that I have written all this and there hasn't been any humor. Damn it. I wish there was a way to erase what I already wrote and insert a joke or something. Crap. Why did I say that? I should have just typed in a joke there so you would laugh. ARGH! What am I doing? This is insane. Just write a joke...anything...chicken crossed the road...anything. AAAHHHH. Okay here we go joke time. Um....uh.....okay I've got one. Stop me if you've heard it before. Okay, there was this farmer and one day while he was plowing in the field he came across this snake. He was just about to kill the snake when it yelled, "Stop don't kill me." The farmer could not believe the snake could talk...wait, that joke takes forever to tell and the punch line isn't worth the trouble. Oh, wait, I know...Knock, knock....Hey! I said "knock, knock"...Well if you aren't going to say "Who's there?" then what is the point of me continuing? It is quite obvious you just aren't interested in having fun. See if I try to tell you a joke again....

I will try to post more frequently. While I am no Mark Twain of the blogosphere I do hope to at least get to the level of Louis L'Amour. So just keep tuning in and I promise this garbage will soon be readable.

Oh, there is just one more thing.

World. Before you head in for the night and start dreaming of sugar plums and what not I thought I should explain the name of my blog. I apologize for the oversight in my earlier postings but I am new to this and the excitment was just overwhelming. You are lucky I remembered this keyboard was in QWERTY format and not alphabetical. Anyway this is "Bubba Tunes" because from the time I was knee high to a grass hopper I created mixed tapes and would call each new compilation "Bubba Tunes," "Bubba Tunes II," "Bubba Tunes III: The Legend of Curley's Gold," etc. I got the name not because my nickname is Bubba or anything but because I heard it on Duck Tales. Bubba was a caveduck that hitched a ride back to the future with Scrooge McDuck, Huey, Duey, and Luey in a time machine they had been using to galavant across the space time continuim. Bubba, and his pet dinosaur Tootsie, were quickly befriended by the boys and Uncle Scrooge adopted them. I don't get the legal issues that were involved but I do know whenever Bubba wanted to listen to music he would scream "BUBBA TUNES!" I don't know why the name stuck with me but it did so now it is stuck with you World. Well that is all for now. Enjoy your day.

Introductions

Hello World. As a new member of the blogosphere I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Mike. I do have a last name but lets just keep it casual for now. I also have a social security number, credit card numbers, and a membership at Things Remembered but I have heard of internet predators doing bad things so I won't post them online either. If you really need them just e-mail me and I can send them to you that way. Anyway, back to introductions. As I said, my name is Mike and I am married, no kids, and am currently in law school. I am a midwesterner by birth and continue to be so to this day. I understand the country extends beyond the midwest but lets be honest, it's just fly starting country. I am sure you will get to know me much better over the many many days this blog keeps my interest. Keep coming back and I promise you will at least be slightly less annoyed than if you go to yahoo. I don't have cool drawings on my name though. I have to get on that.

See ya later internetters.

Welcome to Bubba Tunes

Today is a day that will go down in the annals of history as one of the most memorable days since Ork the Caveman invented the Pizza Roll. Today marks the beginning of the my life as a blogger. I have read of "Web Logs" for many years but never really frequented them. The way I saw it was that why should I go on the "internet" just to read the digitized rantings of troubled quirky persons when I have troubled quirky persons in my real, tangible, and analog life with their real, tangible, analog, and completely crazy stories. Even more than that I liked telling my friends/crazy persons my own stories. Eventually, however, I discovered people were paying less and less attention to me and my stories. I would start in with one of my many incredibly entertaining tales of mystery and intrigue and before I knew it my audience would tune out. (Just as many of you are probably doing right now.) I first thought they stopped paying attention because I was boring but I knew that couldn't be true so it must have been because I have told the same stories over and over. It has gotten to the point where any one person in my inner circle (my brain trust if you will) can tell every detail of everyday of my life. To give my friends a break I have decided to start blogging and share my life with the whole world. Hello World. Nice to meet you. You're shorter than I thought you would be.