Where To Celebrate?

The parental units wish to buy my birthday dinner tonight. Who am I to say no? Here's the rub: Dad loves steak and I'm not in a steak mood (normally I would partake of the beef but I want something more special than a chain steakhouse). Mom can't handle anything spicy (so much for the Indian idea). I'm going to veto the new location for Acapulco Joe's on the principle of "This is my birthday, not a quick lunch or after work drink."
Ideas I've come up with so far:

• The Villa. Never been there to eat and definately off the beaten path.
• Scholars Inn. I was very impressed with their lunch, but haven't had dinner there yet.
• The Rathskeller. You can never go wrong there.
• The Jazz Kitchen. I've always had good meals there before dancing.
• Moe and Johnny's. Been there for a lunch, but never a dinner.
• Mama Corolla's. Best Italian in the city.
• Rick's Boatyard Cafe. On the deck with a view of the water could be nice and I haven't been there in years.

Anyone have any thoughts?

But I Wanted To Be Taller If I Was Going To Be So Hairy.

Star Wars Horoscope for Gemini

Like most Geminis, you are a playful little creature. You tend to be extremely curious, craving knowledge but sometimes having a short attention span. For the most part, you are charming and loveable. But at times, you can seem scattered and high-strung. Star wars character you are most like: Ewoks

What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?

Memorial Day

Claim Fair Use Exception of Copyright Law. Photo distributed by U.S. Air Force.

It Was Dan, Not Danica!

Some post race thoughts:

FIRST: DAMN that was one of the best races I've seen in a long time. 22 lead changes I think, lots of passing to get other positions, not too many crashes (only 6 and some were more love taps than anything else).

SECOND: I think Danica Patrick actually managed to live up to all the media hype. She has skills, she has the first rate team (Rahal-Letterman). Barring the rookie mistakes of stalling out in Pit Lane and spinning out when trying to go for the restart she just might have won. I knew Danica Patrick couldn't win when her last fuel stop was lap 155. You can finish the last 45 laps on one tank but when you have to conserve fuel you don't win the race (max power needs max fuel). That being said...I'll discuss a downside later on.

THIRD: I don't know which of my race companions said this, but he is right: The 500 is the closest we get to Mardi Gras. You will never find a more interesting mix of humanity in the Midwest than at the Indianapolis 500. It is a HUGE party with a generous cross-section of social strata combining at one location. The things you see are amazing. Rednecks, checkered flag bikini tops, some mid-40s guy just dropping his jeans in the North 40 (sir I'm glad you're wearing tighty-whities for your comfort, but I didn't need to see them), special t-shirts, whoa those jeans are so tight we got her credit card number, totally drunk woman cooling herself off by pour Coors Light down her back (why is my leg and shoe so wet?), drunk guy bumping into every pole along a driveway (I couldn't tell if he thought it was a game or if he couldn't move the 6 inches to the right to avoid them all), the aforementioned drunk guy having a wardrobe malfunction when his pants just came off his butt (at least his two girlfriends tried to put them back on), some guy getting out of the car that was stuck in traffic and peeing at the edge of the woods, two guys playing Chinese Fire Drill to swap seats in traffic, liquid refreshment transfers between two vehicles, screaming of a Foreigner song between vehicles, blatant violations of the Open Container Law, just having another tailgate after the race to wait for traffic to die down. If you're a Bible-Thumping person you would hate Indy 500 experience. If you've always wanted to go to Carnival or Mardi Gras this is a reasonable facsimile.

FOURTH: the t-shirts deserve their own category.

• I'm A Liability (so very funny to me and on a neon orange tank top no less)
• Tit Crew (other than that I didn't see anything resembling the old 'Show Us You Tits' shirts. The crowd has calmed down since the Snake Pit days.)
• My First Indy 500 (on a 5 year old girl with her daddy. So sweet I had to mention it to remind you not everything is a drunken debauchery fest there.)
• Party Till Your Crotch Smells (to remind you this is a drunken debauchery fest).
• Don't Make Me Take Off This Shirt (this man had to weight 400lbs)

FIFTH: I've noticed this in the papers and on TV and to be honest I'm a tad miffed by it. The whirlwind media frenzy that is Danica Patrick is amazing. I cheered her on when she had the lead. I wanted her to win just so the Reichschancellor would have to acknowledge women exist in motorsports (his head would explode I think). But here is the deal: Dan Wheldon WON the race, but looking at the media reports you wouldn't know it! Most of the newspaper, many of the online articles, all the interviews today deal with Danica Patrick and her fantastic finish (4th place). It is a great story, but she didn't win the race! Call me old school, but I think the limelight should be for the winner.

Gone Racing!

Rally time is 6am. Hopefully be parked at the track by 7am. First beer opened will be 2.5 minutes after turning the engine off. Pre-breakfast is doughnuts. Breakfest is sausage and eggs. Lunch is some ham and cheese sandwiches I've made. I even have some water bottles included in the beer cooler to keep me hydrated. Since the weather forecast is favorable we shouldn't run out of beer this year (which is the important thing after all).

Colorful band pagentry, 33 cars lined up, "Lady and gentlemen, start your engines," ballons, bagpipes, military flyovers, the invocation prayer, Jim Nabors singing Back Home Again In Indiana. I'll be careful out there and see you when I get back.

Two Glasses Of Wine Is Not A Drunk Dial.

My old friend was relaxed and talkative over the phone. One could say almost giddy in some ways. It was a nice surprising change. Too often I've heard the uptight frustration of bearing the weight of the world on her shoulders. We all have different sides of ourselves. We can't show all of them to the outside world. Sometimes we forget about the fun sides. Sometimes we forget we can let our hair down, have a glass of wine, and enjoy life for a moment.

I think I'll bring a bottle of wine with me the next time I see her. Who knew two glasses could be so relaxing?

No Redhead On My Lap This Year As We Dodge The Wraith Of God.

Yes I know last year we had rain, the race was stopped twice, lightning, tornadoes, and we almost ran out of beer in 11 hours (good thing we had the double emergency reserve), but hey at least the redhead was on my lap as we escaped the track to dodge the incoming tornadoes. Okay we were really stuck in traffic trying to dodge the tornadoes, but that is besides the point.

Sadly our fabulous friend will not be attending the race this year due to her work commitments. Bummer, that was one of the best things about the race last year. We certainly had a good time. Think George Clooney and J.Lo. in the truck of that car in Out Of Sight. Oh well at least the weather is supposed to be much better this year.

PS: yes I know redheads are nothing but trouble, but the fifth time could be different.

He Is Smart But Can't Shift It Out Of First.

Shelties are too intelligent for their own good, but he still can't reach the clutch and the shift knob at the same time.

At least MacGyver checks his mirrors.

Everybody Loves A Parade!

Thankfully no bar review classes today. The biggest annoyance so far has proven to be getting to the building itself! Here's the deal. We have this big parade for the Indianapolis 500 every year. The city sets up bleachers on the sidewalks along the parade route. Those bleachers take up nearly the entire sidewalk and guess where our building is. Only enough space for one person exists between the bleachers and the buildings so pedestrian traffic gets very thick.

Normally I've never had problems with the parade setup. Of course that was when I was in the parade! Seven straight years of being in dark wool uniforms on usually a hot and muggy spring afternoon sometimes carrying 45 pounds of heavy metal. I miss it to an extent. We had such energy to perform then. It didn't matter towards the end that we were tired. We heard the whistle to start the next song on the rotation and played it. We did our chops to dazzle the audience with our physical prowness. Besides we knew we were going to the race the next day. If you don't live hear it is hard to explain. This entire town gets a buzz for nearly a month concerning the 500. Festival activities are all over the place, the track is alive with cars running, and I have lots of fun!

I guess it is fair that since I don't do the parade anymore that I did the half-marathon that kicks of 500 Festival. The universe likes balance and all that. Maybe I'll get a bleacher seat next year for the parade. You always have to cheer for the bands or else.

Sex and The Hill

In case you ever wanted to know what happened to the sexcapades of Washingtonienne, the infamous House staffer who slept with everyone on the Hill and told the stories on her blog, or just missed it the first time here is your chance to catch up. I'm betting this book will be a best seller. It has it all: sex, politics, lies.

I'm skipping this must read.

If You Ever Wanted To Get Inside My Head...

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Exploring You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name. You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs. An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles. You show people how to question their models of the world.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Modifying Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you. You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion. You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested. You tend to ground those around you and add stability.

What's Your Thinking Style?

See I'm A Safe Guy

Swiped from Disoriented Express for a change. Umm...I would swear something is off in the coding as some graphs aren't displaying but it looks good. Stupid HTML!

The brightener You scored as 60% safe! You also scored 46% humble.

You're a tactful person and tend to brighten the days of those who know you. You go out of your way to help people and not hurt them, although from time to time you do make a stand for truth and for yourself, even at the expense of others. However, you do this rarely enough that people should usually feel their emotions are safe with you.

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 62% on safeness You scored higher than 84% on humility

Link: The Emotional Safety Test written by kp0041 on Ok Cupid

Admiral Fuzzbucket Did His Job!

MacGyver is big coward. He is scared of storms, strangers, and who knows what else. I had him on his lease as a neighbor walked over to my parents. The neighbor asked if they had heard or seen anything at 2:30 Wednesday morning. They hadn't. It appears the neighbor was awakened by fuzzball's ferocious barking. They left their window open to let in some cool air and saw someone running out of the space between the two houses and smelled cigarette smoke.

Was it some kid making trouble and sneaking some cigs? Was it some neer-do-well wanting to break into a home? Who knows. Our best guess it MacGyver was sleeping on the porch and awakened by the person. Naturally being behind the fence makes him very brave so he barked and scared off the intruder. We didn't find anything in the open space. Both back yards are fenced in and our gate is locked to prevent people from leaving the gate open and letting MacGyver out.

Good boy. You get a scratch on the chin from me.

I Would Like To Thank The Academy.

Virtual relationships are very interesting. We get to know quite a bit about people we've never met. By blogging I've run into some fantastic people who have enriched my life in some way.

So I'm going to take a moment to say thanks to these virtual people and I hope maybe someday we can actually do lunch one day.

• E. McPan for being there and listening to me gripe. AND GRIPE I DID!!!
• Energy Spatula for some of the funniest instant messages I've ever had and being MENTOS(TM) cool.
• Legal Quandary for being so cool.
• Frolics and Detours for some of the funniest emails about oddball life situations I've ever read.
• lawgeekgurl for being evil, getting me addicted to Veronica Mars, and is also MENTOS(TM) cool.

I *HEART* you all.

Birthday List

Since my birthday is next Tuesday I've been pondering what gifts I would truly appreciate. I don't know that anyone can actually get me any of these though.

• Pass the Bar Exam.
• Pay off student loan debt.
• A good job that pays a decent wage and keeps me happy and intellectually stimulated.
• Mazda 3 hatchback with a the 5 speed. Wait a second this is my BIRTHDAY we're talking about! Ford Mustang GT convertible with the 5 speed! Cool ride for a cool guy.

Lord Do Not Tempt Me Like This.

As I grow older I am finding myself becoming more spiritual in nature (another topic for another day). I calendared my schedule yesterday and discovered we do not have class this Friday. Carburetion Day (an ancient device used to bring the fuel/air mixture into the engine NOT to be confused with carbohydrates) at the track has been moved from Thursday to Friday this year to tie Race Weekend together.

Carb Day is a local rite of passage. You skip school (and sometimes work too) to go to Carb Day. You don't put Carb Day on a day I don't have class yet should be studying for the Bar Exam! Whatever higher level force (God, Fate, Bill Gates) oversees this universe likes to tempt me! This is punishment I'm sure of it.

Mom vs The One Armed Banditos

Mom is going with an aunt and friends to a riverboat casino today. From what I understand it isn't really a boat. More like a barge moored to the wharf with a small motor attached to get it in compliance. Anyway Dad and I are of the opinion it is good the return bus trip has already been paid for. Of course now that I've said this she'll hit the jackpot and bring back a full bucket of quarters.

100,000,000 of the People's Car

Volkswagen, whose name in German means 'People's Car,' has jointed the elite group of Ford, Chevrolet, and Toyota in producing more than one hundred million vehicles on Tuesday. Breaking it down VW has sold 21.5 million of the original Beetles, 23 million Golfs, 13 million Passats, and 9 million Polos (subcompact hatchback available outside the U.S).

The 100,000,000th vehicle was a Touran, a van sold in Europe and not available to the North America market.

I'll admit to being intrigued by the new Jetta, but the price/performance curve seems a tad skewed upwards to me by being in between the compact and mid-sized markets. I'll reserve my judgment until I am actually car shopping and can test drive the bugger.

Unchain My Heart

I saved this in DRAFTS a few weeks ago. Since everyone else is publishing their results I figured I should bring it out now. Subtle psychology using questions about animals to see how you relate to people or just internet babble. YOU MAKE THE CALL!

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

The Easiest Day

Edited Below:

8:15am. Such an odd time to be anywhere, but the bar review classes start at that time. Not 8:00am, not 8:30am, but 8:15am. I like parking at the school. Our tags are still good to August and I refuse to pay a $3 early bird fee for a parking garage. Over 2 months that is over $150 or so. Uh-uh I am not paying that. Besides, the six block walk might be the only exercise I get all day.

The lecture room is nice, but a few chairs need to be removed so we have a little more room. The room isn't full of students so I feel this could be accomplished. I knew we weren't going to noon because we didn't have that many introductory materials. This was the easiest day!

The lecturer went through the expected introductions, the outline of the couse, the basic compositon of the bar exam, all the technical and introductory stuff you would expect. A few suprises did pop up though including what to do before the exam. The lecturer suggested that even if we lived in town we might want to look into getting a downtown hotel room and just walk to the exam. No muss with bad traffic, no threat of the car breaking down, just a nice stroll through downtown. I can understand out-of-towners needing a hotel room, but what nervous nelly would want to have the hotel room? Then I realized about a dozen or so people I could think of in the first 3 seconds. I have some stressed out classmates that worry way too much.

Even if I could afford the hotel room (and I can't) I wouldn't want to. Sleeping in my own bed, having the coffee that I like to drink, and a relaxing drive downtown would calm me down. As long as I avoid bad traffic a good drive is very calming to me. Park at school and stroll to the exam sounds like exactly what I need. If the MGR doesn't want to start I have a hill that I can pop the clutch on anyway! If worse comes to worse I'll crash at my parents' house. The dog can wake me up, mom might make waffles, and the odds of the MGR and the minivan breaking down the same day are astronomical. Oh that would be so 9th grade if mom had to drive me to the bar exam. That'll be a game day decision.

I doubt any more lectures will get out by 10:15. Time to study now. I'll pop out of the bunker ever now and then.

EDIT: The more I think about it the more I think some people should take advantage of the hotel idea. Yes some people will be nervous and already being downtown is one less hassle to deal with. That isn't who I am thinking of. The perinially late person should stay downtown! The people that never made it to class on time. Sometimes they were even late coming to a final exam. If you have a time management problem you might want to take that guy's advise. To be early is on-time, to be on-time is to be late, and to be late is to be screwed.

I Passed Tax!!!

I know I've already had the graduation ceremony. I've already had one week of bar review classes, but I feel so good knowing I've passed Income Tax! Given the amount we struggled in that class I'm okay with the grade I received. I wish it were a half grade higher just to help out the Cummulative GPA a bit, but I can live with it. All things considered not a bad grade. I never planned on being a tax attorney, but I have newfound respect for those that are.

Sweet Victory Is Mine

February was the last time we played football. The weather was far nicer today than then. As anyone who knows me will state, I am NOT an athlete. I attempt to be an active person (salsa dancing, Mini-Marathon, working out at the gym), but I have not one single athletic bone in my body. I never played any sports when growing up. In fact I had to teach myself the basics of football while being in the high school marching band. So playing the game is both wonderful and frustrating. It is fun to do something I like, yet frustrating to know that I lack the basic skills so many of my compatriots have.

The nice thing about sports though is if you practice enough you will improve a bit. I'm much better now than I was 2 years ago when we started our two-hand touch games. I can catch the ball at least sometimes. I can run routes better. I can pick up on how close the defender is guarding me. I can watch the quarterback's eyes and see the direction he wants to throw too. I have much more endurance now. Playing a game doesn't tire me out like it used to. I'm faster now and can keep up with some of our players. Speedy Gonzales I'm not, but weighing 25lbs less does assist in having an extra step now.

My main goal every game is to have fun and contribute. I got to have both today. I got to exploit my size today. If I can get in front of someone I'm hard to get around. That worked perfectly as I blocked out my defender and caught a 2 point conversion.

That small victory paled to the Clash of The Titans! There was a clash and we were titans! Whumpa is a big man who is also very fast. His top end may be only 45 mph, but he gets there very quickly. At full speed you just don't want to get near him because of a very legitimate fear of being run over by a Mack truck. I'm medium sized compared to Whumpa, but now I can keep up with him. We were down 2 TDs and we looked at Padre to ask his divine boss for an interception to stop the bleeding. Their QB threw the perfect pass to Whumpa, but our legs tripped over each other. The clap of thunder marked our collision. Whumpa managed to hit the ball up and somehow it landed in my hands. We kept going forward as Whumpa hit the ground and the trees shook from the quaking earth. I was only 5 yards from the opposing quarterback who suddenly had to get two hands on me. I tried to run diagonally to see if I could slip past the QB. I couldn't slip past him, but at least I got 4 or 5 extra yards for our team.

Everyone looked at Whumpa and the divit in the ground. They looked at me and wondered how I had the ball. I was holding the ball in the air with both hands as I left loose a Chewbacca growl in celebration. It was only one play, but damn I felt good. Several plays later we scored a touchdown and was back in the game.

The nice thing is we won the game! Nachos and beer for Brian please.

Plush Seats & Odd TP!

I didn't really investigate the room where our multistate classes were held. I walked in the first day and found a seat at the end of the table which was all I cared about. It wasn't until yesterday that I discovered there was a bench seat running the width of the room in the back. Looked comfy enough. I would have slept on it if I saw it earlier so best I didn't notice it originally.

Since it was the weekend I guess the janitorial staff didn't put in new paper towels in the bathroom. Someone decided to bring out a roll of toilet paper to act as towels. This was the oddest roll I've ever seen. It wasn't wrapped around a cardboard tube, but seemed to be one continuous roll of paper. The inner most layers were of a narrower width so it created a empty cone shape. Who thought this up? I can't imagine it rolling around easily in a typical dispenser. If you're using the TP for the proper purpose that is the LAST thing you need: difficulty of access.

Strangely enough I did far better on the Property exam than I had any right to. I believe I guessed well because many times I hadn't a clue! Tomorrow will be transcription of my class notes. I haven't finished those yet, but I need a few hours away from distractions and I should be set. Distractions AFTER the football game. Much of the next two months will be a bunker mentality of getting the job accomplished. Still I must have some down time and we haven't played football in months.

Wish me luck.

Friday Spies: Would You Rather Edition

From BTQ

1. Live alone on a deserted island for 10 years or be paid to live at Neverland Ranch with the King of Pop for one year?

I'm sure with that amusement park I can entertain myself. It is very large so I can probably avoid him. I'm over the age of 12 so he likely has no interest in me at all. Still, do I get immunity if he disappears one day?

2. Be deaf or blind?

Given my impaired hearing now I would choose deaf. I could still read and see things. It would be much easier to get around and signing with Marlee Matlin would be cool. Still I would terribly miss the good sounds and some voices.

3. Have skin which changed color depending on your mood or visible sight lines?

I assume by visible sight lines you mean being able to tell what I am looking at. Oh no way in hell! My eyes wander everywhere. I might be ADD for all I know. Different colors could be so cool. The ultimate Halloween costume or something. Besides it could serve as a useful warning device for others. So people are incredibly bad at reading my mood and there but for the grace of god I have not...

4. Spend a year in prison or a year on tour with Celine Dion and John Tesh?

I will NOT be a prison bitch! Default goes to the Dion/Tesh extravaganza. I get earplugs right though. Oh wait I'm already deaf from the previous question.

5. Have a threesome with people you know or total strangers?

I do not understand threesomes. Seriously I simply don't understand them. Mother Nature naturally designed one pole and one hole and messing around with Mother Nature does nothing but get you in trouble. Didn't you see Jurassic Park!!! You start messing around with Mother Nature, the next thing you know dinosaurs are running around. If you have done one could you explain your motivation behind that act, seriously. Besides I only have enough attention for one woman, not two. This is why I could never cheat.

I still have to choose one. If it is with people I know do I get to select the people? If I get to choose then I'm going with who I know. Besides I'll know where they've been. Total strangers have way too much of an unknown quality to them.

Good Bye Reggie

Sadly I didn't go to your last game. I didn't even watch it on TV. I didn't know the local ABC affiliate was broadcasting it. I figured it would be on ESPN or some other cable channel I don't have.

You meant a lot to us. You were the hero so many times. You could shoot 3 pointers from anywhere and they were always true. Sadly time took a toll on you and made you mortal. You can still take over a game, but you're not the go-to guy anymore. Yet you became Uncle Reggie and instilled your accumulated wisdom upon the next generation. You still had the ability to impact those around you, just in different ways.

It isn't easy to let a legend go, but your time has come. At least you had the decency to bow out before you were a shadow of what you once were. Some stars stay too long, but you aren't some star. You were our star; a star full of class. I'm betting you'll take some time off which you so richly deserve. I doubt you'll be away from the game of basketball too long though. You'll be back in some capacity. Color commentator or assistant coach perhaps are my guesses.

Your #31 jersey will hang from the rafters of Conseco Fieldhouse soon enough. If I'm smart enough and have some money by then I'll make sure to show up to that game. You deserve that much from me.

Quiz Results With Snarky Commentary

As you've noticed the direction of writing has taken YET another turn on Confessions. Since preping for final exams and now in bar review classes I'm not writing much in the way of original thought.

What I am doing is going through my ginormous stockpile of quiz result and other drafts. I intentionally created a stockpile just for this time of year. See I think of my audience's needs. I'll usually add some snarky commentary in the quizes because I'm good at that and you as an audience expect it, but don't expect much in-depth writing from me over the next few months. What little original posting I do will be mostly light and fluffy because I won't have the time for heavy duty meaning of life stuff.

Bar review...b'ah!!!!

This Just Might Be A Given.

From an I.M. I was having with my friend Redheaded Nerdette. She might be on to something here. Fell free to comment.

All women are EVIL. All men are PIGS. The only question is what level we're on.

When Toby Ziegler Meets Dick Vitale

Videotape dude looks like Toby Ziegler's brother (yes a West Wing reference for those unfamiliar with the show) with the attitude of Dick Vitale. Made watching the videotape on Contracts far more interesting than I ever thought possible. A shame I can't apply the "Kiss My Ass" doctrine to all of the questions, but now I have permission to apply it to some questions. When can I apply that doctrine to some people?

The practice exam was most disconcerting. Except for having Sales last summer I haven't had Contract in two years. I did okay on the exams, but it wasn't a subject I took to. I figured if I got 25% right on the exam that would be good. I didn't even recall some of the languaged used in the problems and I didn't recall how many of the doctrines worked so I simply guessed on many questions. I didn't have a clue and got 50%. This is disturbing because I know I didn't earn it. Note to self: bone up on Contracts a lot over the next few months. Note to self: bone up on every other subject as well.

Time to type up my longhand scribble into real notes. This weird Chinese/Egyptian/English hybrid for a written language is interesting to transcribe onto my laptop. I'm wrong; a language can communicate ideas. I can't even understand my own handwriting!

I'm Going To Miss Mrs. Perky

First three days we had Mrs. Perky for our instructor. She kept us entertained and held my interest through the lectures. Sadly there are not enough instructors to have live the entire time this week so the next three days are videotaped lectures.

I'm thinking potential job opportunity. Obviously PMBR is understaffed.

Oh well time for Contracts. I'm not looking forward to it. After my first year class it was obvious I was not going to be a transactional lawyer so this test should prove interesting. The average score 40% might be a stretch for me today.

Dude, Chill Out!

You Have A Type A- Personality

A- You are one of the most balanced people around Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you want You rule at success, but success doesn't rule you. When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back Whether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love! You live life to the fullest - encorporating the best of both worlds

Do You Have a Type A Personality?

Confessions Poll: When Will Brian See Episode III?

Title speaks for itself? What is your vote?

1. It opens up at midnight and you'll be there in a few hours dude. You'll be so jazzed up on adrenaline bar review will kick ass in the morning.
2. You'll wait until after your bar review class tomorrow afternoon.
3. A couple of friends seems interested in going Friday night so you'll wait that long.
4. The weekend.
5. Go next week after the hub bub has died down.
6. After the last two crapfests The Phantom Menance and Attack Of The Clones were you ain't goin' to this one at all!

Ice Ice Baby

That wandering iceberg I told you about is at it again. The Long Island sized ice cube tore off two "city-sized chucks" of Antarctica last month forcing map makers to redraw their maps. Now iceberg B-15A (needs a much cooler name) is heading towards the Aviator Glacier tongue in an attempt to tear up the continent.

I deem this reckless behavior on the part of the iceberg.

This is a satellite photo that shows everything! The two icy tongue pieces shown are the size of a city! I like the caption to the photo. The icy tongue at the bottom was struck a "glancing blow."

How Sinful Are You?

Your Deadly Sins

Envy: 40%

Lust: 20%

Sloth: 20%

Wrath: 20%

Gluttony: 0%

Greed: 0%

Pride: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%

You will die a boring death. While dying, you will be jealous of those who die dramatic deaths.

How Sinful Are You?

Application Of Todays Lesson

As seen today right at school.

If a guy just walks into the intersection ignoring on-coming traffic is that assumption of risk?
Only if the car that hits him is construed as a strict liability event.

Are car-pedistrian accidents negligence and if so what type? I'm saying the pedestrian, if hit, would have some contributory negligence. You just don't walk into on-coming traffic!

The four of us were amazed he wasn't hit.

Is 300 Carats Enough Bling?

I think J.Lo. went all woozy when informed of this. Researchers has discovered a way to make high quality diamonds that could grow in size up to 300 carats. The diamonds could soon boost optics technology and gaudily adorn fingers of the wealthy with sparkling rocks up to an inch wide.

I don't think J.Lo. would care that these are man-made diamonds. When you're an A-List Celebrity in your own mind all you care about is size. In theory, the technique should be able to make diamonds an inch big, or roughly 300 carats. The famed Hope Diamond is 45.52 carats.

The Shy Quiet Type?

I don't know about this. I think I'm more reserved around strangers than around my friends. Maybe I am the shy quiet type though. I wonder what others think?

You Are 30% Extrovert, 70% Introvert

You are quite reserved You aren't afraid of social situations... But you very much prefer to go it alone And why not? You're your own best friend!

Are You An Extrovert or An Introvert?

Am I Sadistic For Liking Bar Review?

I'm not liking my hand cramping up writing notes. (Blasted northpaws and their natural advantage in handwriting. They get to pull the writing utensil. I have to push and that is much more effort!)

Taking the practice exam in the morning isn't fun either. But getting answers to questions in a concise, black letter law way is very entertaining and intellectually enjoyable. Also nice to know we all sucked today. It didn't matter if you're a master of mediocrity or graduated with honors cords, most of us got around 40% on the practice exam. The deal is we're all in the same boat and it is time to start rowing!

Yes I am a sadist, but I think I'll enjoy this week to an extent.

"Not A Single Horsepower Turned In Anger"

Quote my friend about yesterday.

Dear Indianapolis Motor Speedway,

At 12:20 pm yesterday you called out Pole Day qualifications. I note that I was at last years monsoon and tornado race where nothing was cancelled despite all the rain. We couldn't understand why the track was being closed so early. The weather radar showed one last small string of showers then clear skies. Given the jet engines you employ I know the track can be dried off in 2 hours. The racers have been practicing all week. Just let them line up in tech and make a run for it. I really wanted to see Danica Patrick make a run for it.

At 3:30 pm, with sunny blue skies full of white puffy clouds, I was in the town of Speedway and my car started up and made plenty of left turns when searching for an ATM and Taco Bell. I don't know why all those fancy expensive race cars couldn't have done the same thing at the track.

Out of curiousity, after closing the track how long before you shoo out people just sitting around and drinking beer? We still had plenty of beer in our coolers at that point and if we aren't hurting anything would it have been okay to finish them up?

I would also like to thank the mystery concession stand worker who had to throw out all his food due to the fact everyone was leaving and decided to give us some yummy Italian sausages for free. Why waste a good Italian sausage? It was a jesture we appreciated.

Signed,
Confessions

On the plus side aside from being a tad chilly it was a beautiful night at the ballpark downtown. Aside from losing by 9 runs it was a good game.

Indy Cultural Tidbits: Zooming Through Nice Neighborhoods

Yes it has been a while since I've posted one of these but don't think I've forgotten about them. Too many things this weekend for me to do so I can't do them all. I don't mind sharing the good public stuff though.

First up is Pole Day at the track on Saturday! It will likely rain in the morning, but some qualifications will occur at the track for the Indy 500. Will Danica Patrick be the first woman on Pole Position by the end of the day? If you live in Indy, but don't spend a day at the track at some point in time you're a loser. Besides, the beer tents will be open. That's all I have to say on that subject.

Last quick mention is the Cottage Home Neighborhood Tour on Saturday and Sunday. Tickets are $10 the days of the event and available at all Joe O'Malia supermarkets and a few other places. Get tix today and you save $2. It is a nice hardworking artistic neighborhood just east of downtown.

Have fun!

So Its Your Birthday!

Okay you have two and a half weeks for any gifts. Might I suggest money. I have 25 years worth of student loans to pay back according to Sallie Mae. Or a Mazda 3 hatchback with a stick shift. Zoom-zoom baby always makes me happy.

Your Birthdate: May 31

Your birthday suggests that you are a good organizer and manager, an energetic and dependable worker; attributes often showing success in the business world. Serious and sincere, you have the patience and determination necessary to accomplish a great deal. Your approach can be original, but often rigid and stubborn. Sensitivity may be present, but feeling are likely to be repressed. You are good with detail and insist on accuracy, but at times scatter energies. You're a practical thinker, but not without imagination. You love travel and don't like to live alone. You should probably marry early, for responsibility is necessary for your stability.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

How Conservative/Liberal Are You? Sort Of! Maybe?

As someone who used to design experiments the problem with exams like this is lack of choice in the preselected answers. This leads to some polarizing results that likely aren't accurate. Still it does give a good indication of leanings and trends. Though given some of my radical extremes in results I could be wrong in that. Or my duelistic Gemini side is showing again.

Your Political Profile

Overall: 65% Conservative, 35% Liberal

Social Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

How Liberal / Conservative Are You?

The Black Man Always Dies First!

From the party last night:

• Hey I paid $6 for that copyright! You think I want to pay $10 for the meetings.
• Eiffel Tower!
• Whoa girl, your getting nothing but head [ED. the keg of beer your perverts].
• Joe, how much did you pump this? I can hit the other side of the garage with this stream.
• Do you want to sleep on the couch tonight?
• Albert Einstein is zany.
• Don't get me started on the listserv.
• Dude you're officially out now. You're damn right I am!
• So you got a job lined up? Bwaa-ha-ha-ha! Oh wait you were serious weren't you?
• Wisconsin is a province now, eh?
• Canadians are so unscrupulous. They stole the great state of Wisconsin.
• Oh man I got eaten.
• Death by a pack of Pekingese. Just not a good way to go.
• Everyone go to sleep except the dead man getting food.
• Man, where are all the heavy drinkers?
• They have drive-thru bars in Louisiana.
• No, no, no, Brian is cool [nuff said].

And So It Came To Pass

I just delivered my take home final. I'm well under the word limit by over 700 words. I've had extreme writers block concerning Criminal Procedure for a few days now. With that I am officially done with my last law school final exam. A tad anticlimactic since we did the graduation ceremony on Sunday.

I suppose it is appropriate that the end of my law school career ends not with a bang nor a blazing light, but a quiet sigh. My last day of work was a Friday and I walked into my first classes the following Monday my first year. I wasn't excited or eager. I had my workman mentality to start the job and get it done. I was excited about being a lawyer. I was never excited about law school. To be the former, I had to perform the latter.

Quickly I was flustered by this atypical teaching style. It had been years since I had been in a classroom so I forgot how to learn in that environment. I got used to learning by doing in I.T. You definitely don't do the law, not in school. First semester was just trying to figure out how everything worked. I found it odd that law school is high school only with more educated people. Second semester was trying to improve upon the first semester. Not that it was difficult to improve upon my first semester. Summer classes in Europe was the most fun I ever had in school. A working vacation unequaled in my life.

As a second year I learned to be a leader by going well that didn't work, um that didn't work either. The fall semester of my second year I was wedded to the library working on moot court and my note. I am not kidding when I say that many days I opened the library and closed it down. Hell sometimes I got in early and stayed past closing thanks to the privileges of law review. Of course hearing the couple making out and other things in the bathroom made late nights interesting, but only that one time. Once third semester grades came out I adjusted my academic goals. In the spring, my fourth semester, the world quaked as I got into blogging and found out I was getting published. Barrister's Ball was a good time. Summer classes were mediocre with the rest of the summer being rather crappy to be honest. When you can barely find a temp job you know something is wrong.

As a third year...well crap this year did suck in so many ways. The jaded 3L you make jokes about was exactly who I was. At least that philosophy came in handy for the talent show. Barrister's Ball was fun again.

In the end I hope I learned some law. I hope I made some friends. I hope others took my advice and found it useful. I hope I obtained and refined some skills that will be useful to me my entire life. Perhaps some day I'll look back at my time in school with fonder, gentler eyes. I'll miss some of the people. I like the people I consider my friends. I just won't miss other things and other people.

The graduation ceremony was a quiet excitement for me. A sense of satisfaction that I had survived despite all the adversity thrown my way. At times I never thought the day would arrive. Deb gave a touching speech that proved difficult to have a dry eye. The Dean tried to get us to throw our caps into the air. I almost did, but I wanted to keep my tassel. It was mine and I claimed it. I'm petty I know.

It think I need some time to appreciate what I've done. It's just too soon right now. The emotions are too raw and the initial reaction is "good riddance!" But tonight I party a bit. A monumentous occasion requires a party. Talk to you soon.

Is This My Libertarianism Showing?

I am: 56% Republican.

"Congratulations, you're a swing voter. When they say 'Nascar Dad', they mean you. Every Republican ad on the TV set was made just for your viewing pleasure. Don't you feel special?"

Are You A Republican?

Swiped from Robin and Joe.
Compared to those two I'm Rush Limbaugh.
Nascar Dad?!?!?!?! I think I'm insulted.

Well That Wasn't The Spanish Inquisition

A good move on my part to leave 15 minutes early. Traffic was far worse than I anticipated. I walked in at 8:59 for a 9:00 interview. The interviewing lawyer noted that several things on my bar application were typical and common. No one is perfect. She noted that I seemed to have a good grasp on past problems. We had a conversation about my confessed sins. It was a nice change of pace to simply have a conversation about certain issues. It is amazing that intelligent, rational people often fail to even get to the conversation stage. No wonder so many people sue each other. Might be good for business, but so many things could be resolved if people were willing to discuss things. Just a thought.

We discussed some hypothetical ethical situations. Some of which she drew from her past observations. I was nervous, but I hoped for the best and prepared for the worst. Luckily the interview was far closer to the former than the latter. I thanked her for her time and I'll get a favorable report. One more out of many challenges down. At least I'm moving down the checklist.

This Can't Be Good For Our Hero Brian

Is it a bad sign when the person interviewing me for my Character & Fitness interview tomorrow is a former head of the Ethics Committee?

I'm so dead aren't I?

This Is SO WRONG!

Many people in a class of mine are still working on a take home final due by Wednesday. I note that we graduated yesterday. As a matter of principle this feels wrong. That is all.

Sic volvere Parcus

‘So spin the Fates,’ the Roman adage goes. One Fate spins the thread. A second Fate measures the thread. The third Fate cuts the thread. Many of our fates get spun today as another class graduates.

I’m sure the ceremony today will be filled with the typical speakers, a band playing ‘Pomp and Circumstance,’ and numerous people congratulating us for our achievement in obtaining a Juris Doctorate degree. Yet this time it will be different in some respects. Every graduation ceremony I’ve attended mentions the ideas of changing the world, how the student body will be the leaders of tomorrow, etc. I doubt any of us were impressed with those ideas when graduating high school. At age 18, none of us were qualified to change anyone’s world. The same themes were spoken at our undergraduate ceremonies. Again, those lofty words seemed higher than our ability to reach them. When those high-minded ideas are expressed today I won’t be as jaded. This time, we truely have the intellectual tools required to be the leaders of tomorrow and to change the world.

Whether or not you decide to practice law, having the J.D. is an accomplishment. That accomplishment is recognized by others and given a weight of respect. Doors of Opportunity will open for us simply because of this degree. Don’t get the impression that life will be a breeze simply because of graduating. We will still work hard to accomplish great deeds and those deeds aren’t handed to us on a silver platter. What I am saying is that Opportunity will come our way due to the effort we’ve expended these past few years.

For better or worse, the movers and shakers of society, the advisors and policy makers, the advocates of others tend to be those who graduated from a law school. ‘With great power comes great responsibility.’ As we take advantage of Opportunity, as we eventually become people of power and respect, I hope we develop the wisdom to use these intellectual tools wisely. Regardless of our future job titles, the fate of others will soon be spun with our own, and that is the biggest responsibility of all. Today we proved we are intelligent. In the future we must prove we are wise.

Carb Up!

Last Sunday some person was on a local morning show saying that I needed to get 60% or more of my calories this week from carbs. Except for morning cereal and banana I've had nothing but pasta to eat this week. Raman noodles, spaghetti, Thai noodles, noodles, noodles, noodles!

I want a steak so bad now. I want dead cow on a grill right now. That would appease my arthritic ankle and flat feet.

I Really Am Falling Apart.

No, not from the stress of finals, but my body is physically crapping out on me. Today started the fitness fair where participants pick up their Mini-Marathon race packets. It has a ton of free stuff, some equipment like numbers and timing chips, and other stuff. After you pick up your packet you get routed through the fair. Plenty of free stuff such as sugar-free Sobe Adrenaline Rush drink (bleh!), info on other races, swag, free visit to a podiatrist, and stuff to be sold to you.

First thing was a cool machine that analyzed my feet. You stand on it, in your socks, and the pressure your feet exert comes up as a color coded diagram on screen. My feet started to be displayed and the guy proclaimed, "Whoa you have some fairly flat feet!" Really? I didn't know. Naturally this leads into a discussion on new insoles for my shoes. I have to admit they are soft, squishy, and comfy now.

The free podiatrist bent my shoes and asked, "You're not really running in these are you?" My shoes are nice walking shoes, but it appears running shoes are supposed to be much stiffer across the middle to offer more support. I explained the numb foot and bad knee I had on Sunday and he stated that explained it. He suggested the next time I'm looking for shoes I should seriously consider proper running shoes. My feet are fine for the most part except for 'trauma toe.' I had no idea what I did to it years ago, but I thought it was something fairly normal. Wrong! When I get a job I may have a podiatrist look on trauma toe and get it fixed up. Oh yeah I could have some arthritis in my bum ankle too he explained.

The massaging sticks looked interesting, but I didn't spring for one of those. The big rubber balls that you exercise with were fun to demo with. I picked up a brace for my sprained ankle that is interesting. It is both neoprene and a gauss wrap.

I skipped the booth for the half-marathon in Chicago. Can we please see if I survive this one first? Training hasn't gone as well as I liked. With all these problems no wonder I've experienced so much pain. Discomfot is acceptable. This wasn't supposed to be easy. Pain and numbness on the other had aren't acceptable. I've never made it more than 6 miles in an actual run. No shame in the run some, walk some, run some more, walk so more strategy. With luck the extra bracing and insoles should do me good.

Okay I have flat feet, a trauma toe, possible arthritis in my right ankle and knee. I guess I'm out of warranty.

What Is Your Taste In Music?

Your Taste in Music:

80's Alternative: Highest Influence

80's Rock: Highest Influence

Classic Rock: High Influence

80's Pop: Medium Influence

90's Alternative: Medium Influence

90's Pop: Medium Influence

Adult Alternative: Medium Influence

Alternative Rock: Medium Influence

Hair Bands: Medium Influence

Progressive Rock: Medium Influence

80's R&B: Low Influence

90's Hip Hop: Low Influence

Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence

Punk: Low Influence

Ska: Low Influence

How's" Your Taste in Music?

Is It Just Me Or...

is my template messed up somehow?

At home my left side bar is below all my posts. Deleting temp files and cookies didn't help, but at a school PC everything was happy.

Now today even on a school PC the left sidebar is fubared. Is this happening to everyone else and does anyone have any idea how to fix it?

Happy Birthday + 2 LLM

Normally I send a card and try to call BFF LLM when her birthday comes up. Stupid finals, graduation plans, PMBR plans, IBA bar review class plans, Character & Fitness Interview plans! I DID NOT forget. Last week I even made a note to get a card. I see I didn't line through the note though telling me I accomplished the task though.

*SIGH*

I owe her a lunch at the bare minimum. I do feel guilty for not being able to come through on one promise concerning last year. I'll have to talk to her about that sometime. At least we got to do some fun things in the last year including the Barrister's Ball. She helped deal with my insane life this last year. On second thought I owe her lunch, dinner, and baby sitting duties as a minimum.

Happy birthday + 2 LLM. Think of all the good things in your life that you're blessed with. It is quite an extensive list. If you run into any problems let me know. By the end of this year I'll be able TO SUE people for you!

Whose Trachea Do I Need To Crush To Get Service Around Here?

Some problems are so vexing, they go unresolved for long periods of time after numerous attempts to fix them. Those problems, and their continued existence despite all your best efforts, reach a point where you start to wonder what is so wrong with using the Darth Vader Problem Solving Method? You have to admit the man got results. You kill enough people and things get solved.

Once again my free savings account was hit with a low minimum balance fee as it had been for close to a year now. Once again I didn't understand how free savings account could be hit with a fee. Once again I went to a bank branch to inquire about how to solve this most vexing problem. I went to a branch that wasn't the closest to my home for two reasons: 1) a Taco Bell was near the other branch and I was hungry, and 2) this particular branch (I know I'll be labeled a misgyonist pig for saying this) had the most beautiful female manager I've ever seen. The latter was a safety factor as well; it would be very difficult for me to kill perfection. The balding, chubby male manager of the branch near me I would strike down in anger in a heartbeat. Going into the Character & Fitness Interview I didn't want to explain why I slayed a bank manager and staff over a series of $3 fees. Hey I'm edgy during finals time!

The teller pointed me to her to resolve my issue. Normally the tellers have taken my information down, said they would make some phone calls, etc., etc., and other what has proven to be bogusness resolve my mystery fees. Aphrodite Manager looked into her monitor and explained the problem. First, they don't have a totally free savings account; however, they had one with a minimum balance of $300. That would suit my needs perfectly. Second, the account I had, and one that is no longer offered, had a minimum balance of $1,500. When I requested the no-fee account in August something woefully wrong must have happened. No wonder I kept getting dinged with minimum balance fees! Until I'm gainfully employed I won't have $1,500 in savings for a long time.

Aphrodite Manager made numerous mouse clicks. After the entire point and click exercise she explained my account was the one I needed now and she gave back seven months of fees. Wow, she is decisive, intelligent, has a sense of humor, and a goddess. With her brains, beauty...ummm I guess I'm not really contributing anything to the relationship other than student loan debt. Oh well.

At least Taco Bell was good.

I Protest! I Am FAR More Geeky Than This!

Your Geek Profile:

Academic Geekiness: Moderate

Internet Geekiness: Moderate

Music Geekiness: Moderate

SciFi Geekiness: Moderate

Fashion Geekiness: Low

Gamer Geekiness: Low

Geekiness in Love: Low

Movie Geekiness: Low

General Geekiness: None

How Geeky Are You?

Celtic Horoscope and Right/Left Brain Quizes Fixed

Whoops, I didn't know they were broken. Have fun with them now.

The 80's Ruled!

You Scored 70% Correct

You are a solid child of the 80s You'd never confuse Tiffany from Debbie And while you may not know Prince's first #1 hit You know every word to Little Red Corvette

How Much Do You Know About 80s Music?

We Can Rebuild Him. Make Him Faster, Stronger.

Right knee feels so much better now. I don't know if it was icing it last night or simply a good 7 hour sleep, but it feels so much better. The knee is still a wee bit tender, but nothing like yesterday. Even stairs aren't a problem and I can walk around like normal. I'll take my gym bag with me today and possibly go running at the gym later. That will be the big test, but I'll try for only 3 miles. At least the track is softer than concrete or asphalt.

Graduation Fashion Emergency

I didn't shell out the fee to have UPS ship my cap, gown, and hood to me. Why not wait until today and pick it up for free on campus I say! Ran into the fabulous J while picking it up. At around 6 months or so she is glowing in her pregnancy I dare say.

Anyway I'm unpacking this rental monstrosity and looking at the instructions for the hood. Even with the pictures and directions it still didn't make the best sense. It didn't help that one of the strings is missing. I tried to put it together and I don't know if it just looks odd because I put it together myself or if it just looks odd in general. I'm thinking the cap and hood is going to be unweildly on the stage.

I've never been hooded before and I've never seen it so I have no idea what to expect. I barely remember my last graduation and I didn't participate in that one as I was in the band and playing for everyone else! On the plus side by playing in the graduation ceremony band I got my degree personally handed to me by the university president. I'm sure the pic is around somewhere.

I put it all together and saw the puffy arms, the velvet, the funky black stripes and realized I'm a black, velvety Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man! I'm not even going to comment on what the red and white hood looks like as Amanda and The Fabulous Kelly P. others so pornographically described it. What am I talking about had I seen it first I'm sure I would have come up with that description as well.

So how come I'm not excited yet? Yes I graduate, but that's only a double I guess. I want the grand slam home run baby by passing the Bar!

Are we sure we're talking about "Ash Tree" or "Ash, Housewares" because there is a difference.

You Are An Ash Tree

You are vivacious and impulsive, which makes you extremely attractive to many. Intelligent and demanding, you don't care much for criticism. You have a ton of ambition and talent, and sometimes money rules your heart. You like to play with fate, and you can be very egotistical and restless. Demanding of attention, you need love and a lot of emotional support.

What is your Celtic Horoscope?

The Sins Of The 20s You Pay For Later

*EDITED DOWN BELOW*

I sprained my right ankle very badly when I was 20. I had an interesting pizza delivery job that summer (good stories to be disclosed later) and slipped on some wet grass. I managed to keep the pizza level though. I'm still paying for that twist all these years later. I walk with a slight limp. You won't see it, but you will hear it from my footsteps.

It also wrecks havoc with my Mini-Marathon training. Sometimes my right foot goes numb when I run. Since I can't feel my foot I'll stop running. I keep walking and that seems okay. The numbness disappears after 5 or 10 minutes and then I go back to my jogging pace.

We were running an almost 8 mile course yesterday morning. Sometimes my feet are fine. Other times the balls of my feet get a bit sore. Yesterday my right foot went completely numb around the third mile. I did my typical jog, walk it off, jog, walk it off routine. I must have done something wrong because starting yesterday afternoon and still going on this morning, my right knee is stiff and sore. Sitting, standing, walking, being in a hot shower, it doesn't matter; this effing knee hurts!

It isn't an agonizing pain. It is damned uncomfortable though. One reason I ran a bit was to get my mind off of finals for a short time. Now as I'm studying my mind is off that task as I hope for the Tylenol to kick in. The road to hell is paved with good intentions and my foot and knee.

[EDIT] Never get cocky. Earlier this afternoon the knee felt better. Not great or good as new, but better and that was agreeable. As long as I was moving around it was okay though I noted it as mostly the back of the knee that gave me most of my troubles. Does the back of the knee joint have a name? I'm sure it does but I'm not calling Dr. CAG just to learn it. Regardless I've been dutifully studying in our lovely reading room for several hours. As I get up my knee is so friggin' stiff you would think it rusted together. Maybe I'll put on some ice like lawgeekgurl suggests when I get home.

Well Duh I Am A Southpaw!

You Are 25% Left Brained, 75% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?