talbotlucas.org: a word to the wise is sufficient

I've just submitted my last exam, which means...

Law school is finished!

Well, except for final grades, and graduation, and turning in my law school key, and those kinds of things...

Wallace is not very impressed, but I hope he'll note the additional spring in my step during our afternoon walk.

And Terrence...well, I suspect Terrence is very relieved. After all, how many people go through law school themselves, and then practically relive it a decade later? (It's scary how good his recall of his first year classes is...) So I should thank him for having that enormous soft spot in his heart for me;
for encouraging me to do this thing;
for providing technical support above and beyond the call of duty and allowing me to avoid most interactions with the university's IT departments;
for letting me babble about this conflicts doctrine or that civil procedure rule;
for sage advice on legal analysis, organization, and outlining (which I should have taken to heart sooner);
for knowing when to crack the whip and when to let me cry into my mashed potatoes and pour another glass of wine;
for knowing when a glass of wine would be the worst thing and pouring a tall glass of water instead;
for sitting through Alias marathons when I finally decided to catch up on all those episodes, and for tolerating What Not To Wear when I couldn't read another page of my case book;
for reading--aloud and with obvious delight--the Southern District of New York's opinion dealing with the mysterious history of the Archimedes Palimpsest in Greek Orthodox Patriarchate of Jerusalem against Christie's, Anne Guersan, and John/Jane Doe (citation available upon request);
for taking Wallace for extra walks when I was finally on some sort of a roll with my writing;
for convincing me that I should submit my Comment for publication, and for soothing all the labor and growing pains associated with it;
for reminding me at every exam period not to engage in post mortems with my fellow classmates;
for commiserating with me when a professor seemed to be taking the class in loopy doctrinal circles, and for warning me when I was creating the loopy circles in my own mind;
for recommending Beethoven's "KlavierKonzert No. 5 'Emperor' Concerto" when I had to crack a thorny problem;
for saying "Make the reservations!" when I had the opportunity to attend the Swedenburg/Heald oral arguments at the Supreme Court, and for driving to the Long Beach Airport twice in two days so I could spend time studying for my exams and not dealing with shuttle services;
and for dozens...no, hundreds...of other favors and courtesies and considerations large and small which make me quite sure that I couldn't have done this without him.