Shoes can't drive themselves around, can they?

In lieu of posting on something substantial, topical, or personal, I'd like to take a moment to comment on a pressing and irking matter.

While driving today, I saw a shoe on the highway.

Again.

This shoe-on-road phenomenon seems to be fairly wide-spread, and I cannot figure out why.

How often does someone, while driving, feel the urge to pull off their shoe (or lean over and pull off their passenger's shoe) and eject it from their car? And wouldn't that be dangerous? Similarly, no passenger that I have ever driven has grabbed their shoe (nor my shoe for that matter) while driving and thrown it out the window. As well, in this post-9/11 world, how often do footwear fights actually break out while a vehicle is driving?

Or is this phenomenon indicative of some new form of road rage? Are people trying to throw projectiles to hit other vehicles that cut them off or offend them in some other manner? Or are there that many Khrushchev-philes running around with an extra shoe? (Bonus points to anyone that gets the reference.)

Do you remember where you were when...

In Newfoundland and Labrador, classes are being cancelled to enable all students in the province to watch the Olympic Men's Curling Final. The Minister of Education wants students there to be proud of their local athletes, to be proud of their province's accomplishment (note the lack of plural), and to watch the world honour the curlers from their province.

Insert creative analysis here.

(Wow I'm getting lazy.)

Torinomania

I love watching the Olympics; however that detracts from my work.

I also love semi-colons; however, I've been told that unfortunately they, too, detract from my work.

Sounds like a bad lawyer joke

It's not every day that the Vice-President of the USA shoots someone. Well at least not personally.

This creates a huge dilemma: which late night show should I be watching tonight for the best coverage?

Trespassers will be shot. Those who survive will be shot again.

Law school seems to make people into alcoholics. For example, me and some of my classmates were at Scholars for 12.5 hours on Friday. One of these classmates didn't even make it to classes in the morning; he woke up in time to head over to the bar and left the bar to head home to bed.

While at Scholars, one of my friends showed up with a story that sounds like something that can only happen in the movies. My friend was in court on Friday arguing a case for Student Legal Services. She won her first trial a couple weeks ago and this was her second trial ever. She put a lot of work into preparing for the case; she had her arguments and knew what she was going to do. However, she wasn't completely familiar with all the court procedures, like when to rise and when to sit, but she figured she could just follow the crown's lead. That is, until the crown wheeled in in a wheelchair.

Over tea and a Suduko

I was talking to my mom today.

Out of no where she mentions "I think I have a solution to the whole health care problem."

However, she refuses to quit her day job.