Monday, July 20, 2009

The Madness of Mr. Crouch, er, the Cougar Abogado

Well CA fans, it's official, my descent into the legal realm has begun.

"What's this?" you say.

Well, today, when I came home from work, I was greeted by an over-sized package, stuffed in our little mail flap.

Employing my cat-like reflexes and Jedi intuition, I quickly recognized the characteristic red UC insignia, flush with the white parcel and knew it could only mean one thing: LAW BOOKS. (Cue dreadful shock music.)

My wife sweetly cajoled me into a cursory overview of the texts.

I leaned over them, feeling like Hairless Potter at the foot of the pensive, mysteriously diving into its glistening contents . . . Only I didn't see a young Tom Riddle or hear a wise old Dumbledore call me back into his office.

But I did find some rather intriguing legal thought and illumintation.

To be Scott with you, I don't know which is more disturbing:
1. The fact that I received class assignments before ever stepping foot on campus.
2. The fact that I am considerably interested in their portents.

Yes, I truly must be going mad to even consider I might, dare I say it, enjoy my coursework!

(Isn't graduate school ironically refreshing on many levels?)

(And an extra hearty thanks to my wife for fanning my intellectual flame instead of smothering it with endless leisure and irresponsibility.)


Fletch said...

You are the male equivalent of Herminonie Mr. Potter. And since neither of your parents were lawyers, you fit the TOTAL LEGAL MUGGLE mold well.

Steph said...

HAHA that's awesome! It's a good thing you find it interesting, otherwise you're in for a LONG BORING time in law school.

Cougar Abogado said...

Well reasoned, Mr. Fletch; 50 points for Gryffindor!