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Taste of Chicago
Tonight I went to a street festival called Taste of Chicago in which 60 local restaurants set up booths and feed 3,000,000 (!) Chicagoans over the course of a week-and-a-half.
I hereby offer you a comprehensive list of everything I ate:
-Corn on the Cob (with vinegar and salt…think I put too much salt on…)
-Sweet Potato Pie (tasted suspiciously like pumpkin pie)
-Plantain in Peanut Sauce (as good as it sounds)
-Goat (like beef, but tougher)
-Fly (not on purpose; flew in my mouth)
-Shrimp Sandwich (well, I was told there was shrimp on there)
-Tomato Soup (it was cold, which was fine, only I was expecting hot soup, so the first bite jarred me)
-“Sweet & Mild” Chicken Wings (“Sweet, Mild, & Bland would be more accurate)
-Watermelon Slice (pretty standard; hard to mess that one up)
-Baklava (equally difficult to mess up)
So how many calories do you think I consumed?
Honk To Impeach; Weekly Bush Protest at the Art Institute of Chicago
Every weekend a group of twenty people stand outside the Art Institute and protest the war and George Bush. One of them always wears a rubber George Bush mask and holds up this sign that says “HONK TO IMPEACH.” And as the cars, busses, and taxicabs drive by, many of them do honk.
One of these days I’m going to go up to this guy and go, “You know, the impeachment process is actually more complicated than that.”
…first you got to get the House to pass an Articles of Impeachment by a majority vote. THEN you have to get the Senate to hold a trial in which two thirds of the governing body votes to impeach.
The point is, honking won’t do the trick.
How We Gonna Pay This Year's Rent?

After three years, I’m moving out of my awesome apartment. Probably. The rent is just too high. Management keeps raising the price higher and higher. They’ve raised it $340/month in the past three years. And I’m sorry but that’s just crazy. I asked the manager whether she’d be negotiable on rent, given that I’ve been such a good tenant these past three years, and she politely said no, citing the poor economy. Then, last week, she told me that she as going to be showing somebody my apartment today at 1:30. Now look, I’m not saying I purposely messed up my apartment to make it less attractive to the potential renter to thereby increase my bargaining position with management…but let’s just say I haven’t tidied up these past few days.
But where will you go to
But where will you go to ignore the state-of-the-art gym and luxurious rooftop pool area?
Words of Encouragement

It's done. Law school is done. Away from the bookstores and libraries, and off to the bars and clubs for me. Time to reconnect with old friends and maybe make some new ones…because law school is done.
Kinda. See, I just took my last test. (It went okay; I'm thinking B or B-). And I'm already starting to get my grades in. Got an A in Negotiations. It was originally a B, but I argued my way up to an A.
…kidding…that would have been cool, though…
So now I'm done…except for this one paper. It's a one-credit, un-graded paper, and it has no official due date, but it needs to be done and it needs to be good. (I really like the professor I'm writing it for and don't want to let him down).
The topic is there; the motivation isn't. Any words of encouragement?
Thanks, Counselor
Thanks, Counselor Laurel. A for effort, F for originality.
Go for it Kid! From the
Go for it Kid! From the excerpts I've read, you not only have the potential to become a good lawyer but also an exceptional writer. I love the stories in the excerpt about your dad and can't wait to read the rest of the book! I've done "battle" with your dad and his firm many times (and we are all still friends!)
Just in case you're still
Just in case you're still working:
http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/gettowork.jpg
Train to Michigan

I ran into my friend Tom on the train and asked/told him to write a blog entry for me. Here’s what he came up with:
“So I got on the train heading home from Chicago to Ann Arbor and bumped into my old friend Rick. Rick and I both go to professional schools – Rick, obviously, is in law school, and I’m a soon-to-be third year medical student. Different paths, to be sure, but I feel we’re both pursuing careers that suit our personalities.”
(Editor’s note: What does Tom mean by this? That he wants to help people and I want to fight with them, right? That’s how I read it, at least.)
“In any case, running into Rick on the train was fortunate, as I had assumed my trip would be a boring late-night return, and instead it turned out to be a grand adventure full of reminiscence, controversy, mystery, intrigue, and even a little hostility.”
(Editor’s note: You gotta love how Tom classifies what happened on the train but doesn’t actually describe any of it.)
-Tom O’Lynnger
What kind of guest blog is
What kind of guest blog is this?? All I see are editor's comments.
Tom, it seems you came to
Tom, it seems you came to the blog during a down period. It was kickin' just a month ago! Ricky just changed the website to promote his book, so I think most readers don't realize it's still a blog about law school.
Also, your story would benefit from specifics, which might inspire more comments. A "grand adventure full of reminiscence, controversy, mystery, intrigue, and even a little hostility” could describe anything from 'The Three Musketeers' to a weekend brunch at IHOP with my family.
Down period?!? What they
Down period?!? What they hey, Counselor Elliott?! What they hey, indeed.
I'll give you some
I'll give you some specifics. While I was on my way home from work, I received a call from one Thomas O'Lynnger. He informed me that he was on his way home from Chicago via train. Not more than 20 minutes later, I received a phone call from one Rick Lax, who informed me that he was also on his way home. Knowing that Ricky can't stand long car rides and nearly always takes the train to Michigan, I asked him if he knew that he was on the same train as Tom, a mutual acquaintance.
With a thunderous laugh, Rick admitted that he did and that I had found them out. I asked what he was referring to and he began explaining that he and Tom had devised a complex plot wherein he would talk to me for the duration of their trip (approximately 1 hour) all the while dropping clues as to his whereabouts, eventually leading me to the conclusion that I had made within 5 seconds of our conversation.
The question I pose is this: while law school might aid one in developing critical thinking, does it lead one to a better position to judge the critical thinking abilities of others?
No offense, Counselor Lax. I
No offense, Counselor Lax. I simply meant to suggest that your blog is going through a TRANSITION period. Looks, it's already flooding with comments!
In my defense, Rick told me
In my defense, Rick told me that I'd be missing the point of the blog if I took more than 4 minutes to write it. Not being a seasoned blogger, I didn't think I'd be able to go into depth without analyzing my writing and reflecting on what I wrote, which would take considerably longer. Hence, the vague but quickly written blog. In addition, much of the story would be better told by Rick, and I believe some of it might make it into future books.
I want to go to the IHOP
I want to go to the IHOP with Elliott's family.
I think that RickLax's
I think that RickLax's mistake was not realizing the difference between four minutes of lawyer writing and four minutes of doctor writing.
Four minutes of lawyer writing is about a page and a half, single spaced, sized 8 font.
Four minutes of doctor writing is two handwritten sentences. Or maybe it's a dog chasing a telephone? Wait, is that an S or an R? Did you need ambisome or ambian?
I imagine the first draft of this blog-post looked like the picture in this article.
http://consumerist.com/consumer/health/is-your-doctors-bad-handwriting-d...
That's totally true. I
That's totally true. I forgot about that. I feel like kinda jerk now.

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15,000?
15,000?
Your hilarious!! I'm
Your hilarious!! I'm guessing you consumed about 12,000 calories. Flies are high in calories, you know. Good luck on your book sales!!