Personal Days

A couple weeks ago I saw my Con Law professor on the street and it was only a little awkward - he said hi to me first. Today I was in my Torts professor's office and a fellow parent called her about a playdate, which she told me after the call had to do with contingency plans for a lice breakout on her son's soccer team (or at least I think that's what she meant). And after classes today our Property professor waved to me on the street jauntily and said "Hello!" in a bright tone of voice. Will this ever not seem awkward?

Professors - they're just like us!

Outsider Art

Today U.S. Supreme Court Justice Anthony Kennedy gave a short lecture/Q&A at the Law School. I went mostly because I thought I "should" - it was a Friday morning, we just finished our first full week of class, I was tired, etc. - but it was definitely worth it. He's obviously brilliant but he was also quite a good speaker, and funny. I won't say he was inspirational since that's a little too Dead Poets Society for my taste but he was really eloquent about his work and the law as a whole. It's nice to get some non-abstraction.

Backtrack

We were playing a team card game last night (two teams of two people) that I hadn't played in years. My partner said that he had never lost the game in all the times he's played it. This made me nervous because I'm not very good at the game (or any game).

A few minutes later, he confessed that he had actually lost. He was just being dramatic. And we all lost it.

Skew Lines

I successfully parallel parked today for the first time in years!

Bad Behavior

On Monday I was greeted at registration by a petite woman with a short haircut who was bemused to discover that a piece of paper claimed that my high school was my college (it wasn't nearly that hard). We shared a laugh or two over it.

Today I found out that she was the Dean of Admissions who approved my application and wrote little notes on the cover letters to me. Thankfully I didn't say anything incriminating, right?

Clumsily

Busy cracking jokes on a campus walking tour, I managed to hit my arm on part of a doorframe - and while making fun of myself, ran into a guy walking down the street. 

Foolish!

Clown Car

I was getting off the freeway this afternoon and was waiting at the stoplight to turn on the main road. I looked to my left and there was a clown in full makeup and costume sitting at the drivers' seat, alone, in a red minivan.

Maybe he had to drop off the clown kids to soccer practice and that's why he didn't use the VW bug or whatever?