All right, I am obligated to counter the last post with Sexy Disney Heroes, which is old but god damn it, I refuse to post half-naked female cartoons on my blog without posting half-naked male cartoons as well.
The longer I am in the law school, the more often I find myself longing for some mode of artistic expression. It is interesting to me that when my aunt (a practicing lawyer) attempted to warn me away from pursuing my J.D., she suggested that law would stifle and kill my artistic side. This, as of yet, has luckily not been true. However, law school is peopled with individuals significantly less...quirky than those I left in NY, which, combined with all the time law school devours, has led me to yearning, physically aching, absolutely lusting after the chance to do something creative. Though I am sure that a majority of you will scoff, one the main impetuses in me beginning this blog was to latch onto some kind inventiveness, even if it is not my own.
Anyway, here is a wonderful short storyby the prolific Donald Barthelme. One of my favorites. A good break for those of you preparing for finals - as a short story, it shouldn't take you more than fifteen minutes to charge through.
