I Can Read His RIghteous Sentence...

... but only by dim and flaring lamps. Namely those at an ideal bar, where a pint is all we'd need to possess a table for at least an hour to have Civ Pro on Thursday. Yes, I'm calling myself on my promise - I'll honor the strike by not going to class, participating in class, or having the school hire another worker to video the class for me while I am skipping. So, that's means I'll be teaching myself some mre issue preclusion law, and I'd love to have you join me.

Since Civ Pro is my only Thursday class, there does not seem to me to be a good reason to have it at 8:30. Not even the porter in Macbeth would find 8:30 to be a reasonable time for sousing and civ pro (though that may be do the "and" in that sentence, not the "8:30"). My inclination would be to give it a go sometime in the early afternoon.

Of course, I can shuffle and juggle around other people's needs. If you wish to be my co-conspirator, comment on this (and not anonymously for I am an old-fashioned person not enamored of that aspect of the internet) or email me at my email address, which is very sensibly my first initial and last name, at berkeley (damn you spam robots!).

Who knows - if we have an awesome vibe, maybe it can be a finals thing too.

PS: ever so tangential link to Hitchens. Oh, and of course, tell your ma, tell your pa, our reviews goona grow, owah, owah... (meaning, tell your friends)