This afternoon I made the mistake of reading Tax in bed. You guessed it, I fell asleep. But I was rudely awakened by 15 minutes of an Audi SUV's car alarm going off. I did a good job of ignoring the first 5 minutes of the racket, but it eventually became too much and I succumbed to the pressures of consciousness, followed immediately by anger. Someone turn that damn car alarm off or just steal the car already.
Last night I went to dinner with a college professor of mine who was in town. He contacted me on Tuesday to say he would be down in DC, and would I like to meet up. Of course I would! It was nice to catch up with him. But it was rather saddening giving him my honest (read: negative) impression of law school. He was quite interested because he has a J.D. himself and is often consulted by college students for advice on law school applications.
Barrister's Ball (law prom) is tonight. Reza is worried about dancing. I gave him Will Smith's advice from "Hitch." We can pretend like that's not the advice I follow also. The event includes an open bar and "heavy appetizers." I'm not sure what heavy appetizers consists of - an edible ten pound weight? But the open bar excites lots of people. I remember two Halloween's ago as an open bar cautionary tale. Plus how badly can you abuse an open bar when you are wearing a suit? "A lot," is the answer that creeps to the front of my mind. Uh oh. Let's all hope for the best. At very least, it might help Reza dance!
Happy Purim! Someone give me a Haman effigy to burn.
Last night at Damien's there was a serious debate about the spelling of "tear" (meaning rip). Some very intelligent people argued it is spelled "tare." They are wrong, though that is a word as well. They were getting tripped up by the fact that "tear" also refers to what you shed when you cry. I was staunch in my defense of the "tear" spelling, and rightly so, but it did make me question my own sanity very briefly.
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