Douglas Whaley

                                                                                                                                       I think football coverage on television is much better than basketball coverage. Why? The answer is that football's version has evolved with a real dedication to making sure the viewer knows wh...

                                                                                 - Caveat : Some of what follows inevitably talks about sexual situations between gay and straight men, but I've tried to give you the PG version and avoid what they call "too much information." I should also say that the incidents from my life that I describe below occurred far in my past. I'm fairly certain that the last time I seduced a straight man was in 1983.  Also, below, when I say "straight" men, I mean men who are not known to be gay, but who may happen to enjoy gay sex when all is said ...

                                                                       -                                                Thinking about the last post ("The Exploding Alarm Clock," February 19, 2011) led me to another memory from that same year. Before I relate that, however, I have a request for those of my readers who are former students of mine. I invite you all to send me your memories of things that happ...

Austin, Texas In my last two years of law school at the University of Texas in Austin, I roomed with Jay Westbrook and James Kunetka. Jay, about whom I've written before (see "How I Became a Law Professor," January 27, 2010), and I were in the same law school class, while Jim was a year behind us.  Jay, Doug, and Jim in 1967 We three were soul mates and had a great deal of fun both years. Jay and Jim are wonderful human beings: intelligent, funny, personable—all-in-all, great roommates. We developed running gags on many topics, and at the drop of a hat could plunge into improvised skits ranging from imitations of various law professors (there are incredible tapes of these) to mock TV interviews (a terrified Olympics luge athlete, for example). When bored, we often had more-or-less impromptu playreadings (for an explanation of my playreadings, see "Elena Kagan and Me," May 23, 2010). Let me give you an example of the sort of running gag that amused us....