On Tuesday night, I went out to Mario’s Keller Bar in Minneapolis to hear Annie Wallick and a few other guys perform. (For those of you who have tried checking out her website and came up empty, she’s been in a constant struggle between maintaining the website and paying the rent—rent has been winning out so far.) Since it’s a bar and the show lasts a couple hours, I usually hit the water pretty hard and get a couple cups while I’m there, inevitably leading to a trip to the bathroom. Go figure. Continue reading “Gender Equality”
Every child left behind
I know, the heading doesn’t sound like a good government program, but after tonight, I’m wondering if that’ll be the end result of George W’s “No Child Left Behind” plan to get the kids of America educated. (During a debate with John Kerry, he also called it a jobs plan, which makes this event all the more ironic.) Continue reading “Every child left behind”
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Bar Exam Aftermath
It was 4:30 and Shawn had left the building. Someone had suggested that I join a group of people at Billy’s, a bar right near William Mitchell. I had thought about heading to the library there, writing the Day 2 entry, maybe watch a movie on my laptop and just chill. Well, temptation got the better of me and I headed over there to watch people get drunk and smoke. A lot. Cigars as well as cigarettes. (I stunk when I got home that night.) Continue reading “Bar Exam Aftermath”
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Bar Exam, Day 2
I managed to sleep the entire night this time around. The only problem was that it only lasted for five hours. Again. Combine using the pool and hot tub, walking two miles up and down 7th St. before deciding on some random place to eat (Day by Day Café—quaint little place, one waiter wearing a Randy Moss jersey, good cream of cauliflower soup), watching a DVD I bought last week, packing up all my stuff so I wouldn’t have to worry about it in the morning? it took me a really long time. I managed to squeeze a little study time in there, too. Just enough to read a few things and find out that I screwed up in a couple essays. That was not a pleasant experience.
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Bar Exam, Day 1
Oog. Have you ever had that dream where you’re going to a final exam and you haven’t studied? Have you ever had that dream even after you studied? That’s sure what today felt like. Continue reading “Bar Exam, Day 1”
