Bar Exam Results are in…

Early last week, i received the email that said bar results would be issued Friday morning at 9:00 am. fuck.

I was nervous all week. When Friday morning finally rolled around, I logged in to the bar examiners website. At ten to nine, the site was sluggish. By ten am, it totally crashed.

I gchatted with my law school friends (i only have a few) and they were all having the same problems

An hour later, I still couldn’t log into the bar examiners website, so i hopped on my bike and made my way toward the office. I hoped that the commute would clear my head.

RB-1 Kenobi and I made a quick trip over the WBB, and down broadway. cruising through city traffic took my mind off bar results for a few minutes. I locked her up and went inside to try my hand at some work. I obviously couldn’t get much done between refreshing the bar website every 5 minutes.

Someone down the hallway yelled out that they passed. I thought about throwing up in a waste basket.

Banu came into the office and suggested that i try logging on from dave’s computer instead of my laptop. I told her that it was the server, not the computer. obviously i was wrong, and I logged in immediately from Dave’s computer. I read the first sentence. It said congratulations. I gave a holler down the hallway, then reread it again just to be sure. it still said congratulations.

I called my dad, I called my grandma, I gchatted my brother, i texted all my aunts and cousins. My uncle is also an attorney, and he gave me a congratulatory call to tell me how proud he was. It really made me feel good.

I didn’t get much work done the rest of the day. but I planned on a trip out to Franklin park to celebrate. The celebration crowd showed up at 6:15 to take advantage of happy hour. we got our drinking in before 7, but by ten someone made a discovery. free beer! we had a 10pm to 12am open bar. perfect. franklin park serves all of my favorite local beers.

To top it all off, they had a brand new fucking tornado foosball table! god damn, this was a perfect night. I have never played on a table so crisp. There was no real foosball competition to be found, but I was having a blast regardless. My push still made a satisfying clank, but i’ve lost most of my snake, pull and texas T.

by midnight, the open bar closed up, and I felt like it was time to head home. 3 miles Straight up Bedford and I was home.

Election Night Celebrations

Holy Shit, We Won!

we gathered the troops to watch the results come in on election night.  we had an election themed potluck.  I served up my famous white ‘i can see’ russians.

Rach and RTB watching in suspense.

James fixes a flat as the state results start coming in

After Obama’s win became official, we went up to Bedford and N7th to dance in the streets with our friends and neighbors.  After 8 years, bush was finally on his way out.  The intersection was packed.  There were people singing, drummers drumming, and the the police decided to clear the street.

For some reason, the NYPD thought the sparse 3 am traffic was a more important use of our streets than a spontaneous public celebration of democracy.

As one reveler was cuffed and carted away she yelled “one day I’m going to tell my grandchildren that the night obama was elected i was arrested for dancing in the streets!”

PLI’s Patent Bar Material Is Kind of Crap

I’m unemployed and studying to take the patent bar.  I have the PLI Patent bar test prep materials, and they are kind of crap.

The video lecture dude is boring and his jokes are painful.

The accompanying notes are highly disorganized.

The major skill taught in law school is how to condense a dumptrucks of information into something marginally useful. whoever threw this schlock together missed out on that skill.  I guess thats why he works at PLI and not as a patent attorney.

I went over to the Strand and Barnes and Noble to look for some better books.  there was nothing.  there are a few on amazon, but im reluctant to spend more money on material that has such a high potential for  being worthless shite.

Housewarming bbbq

the extra b is for “creating a dangerous condition”

last night was brooklyn CM. we had a cozy group leaving from WBB, and rode up through Greenpoint, then back down to bed0stuy and finally met the other mass. there were about 20 police scooters and 5 or 10 cars following the GAP group. Not wanting any police trouble, I decided to go home and fire up the hibachi.

I had invested $20 in a sweet little grill earlier in the day, and was pretty stoked to get a little flame going. but just as the coals started glowing, a police van showed up. 3 officers got out and demanded our identification. I was as polite as possible, but they still gave me a summons for bbq’ing on the sidewalk. “creating a dangerous condition” they said. “you know you can’t have an open flame out on the sidewalk” they said.

they have no idea what they are talking about. NY Times says its cool to bbq on the sidewalk. hopefully this summons just gets tossed out.