And no, this has nothing to do with the Bar Exam. At least, not directly. Of course, everything that happens these days has something to do with the Bar Exam, but this is not really one of those things. The clowns, I'm talking about.
Get to the point, you say? I concur.... To the point, I'm getting.
I bought tickets last week to the circus. Yes, I mean the "Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus". I've never been to the circus (a circus, any circus), but my granddaughter loves animals and she loves going to the zoo (what 2 1/2-year old doesn't?)
I was sitting with her the other night and we were talking about our recent trip to the San Diego Zoo ("talking" being a metaphor for me nodding , smiling, and saying "Yep", and "uh-huh" and "that's exactly right") ... when she held her elbow up to her nose and, using her arm like the trunk of an elephant, made the "elephant" noise. I thought that was cute so I asked her what sound the lion makes and she promptly roared. I then proceeded to ask her about every other animal I could think of and she responded with the sound that animal made (or a fairly close approximation), and the sounds were all fairly distinct so I knew she was putting some thought into her answers.
Getting to the point, I am.
So because she like animals, and colors, and flashing lights, and music, and all that stuff, I went online and bought tickets to the circus for August 2nd at 3:30 pm. I figured it would be a nice break from whatever it is I've been doing for the past couple of months.
I choose the option to print the tickets on my own printer (because I want to stand in as few lines as possible during my lifetime), and I print the tickets. You're seeing where this is going, aren't you.
I walk into the kitchen, stick the tickets on the refrigerator with a magnet and walk away. But then I think I had better turn around and double check the date and time because I remembered that once upon a time, a long long time ago, in a land far ... ahem... I remembered that I made a mistake once, and decided that I should check to see if I could possibly have made my second mistake ever.
Sure enough. There it was. It turns out that I'm going to the circus tomorrow.
I briefly considered telling my wife and daughter to find someone else to take my ticket and to go without me, but then I decided that a 5-hour break from studying would do me some good. I haven't taken a break longer than about 45 minutes in weeks (as you know, sleeping is no break), so I decided that I would actually do what everyone says to do. I decided that I would take a break, and go to the circus with my family.
Of course I'll be listening to Jeff Fleming on my MP3 player the whole time, but I feel like I've been cooped up in my study dungeon for months. It'll be nice to actually see the outside world for a few hours.
So, cue the clowns. Going to see the circus I am. And I'm not talking about the impending circus that is the Bar Exam.