Don’t play coy. I’ve heard the rumors. You went to law school because you’re terrible at math. Hehe, oh you! Too bad I got tired of that “joke” the first time I heard it.
Sure, it was cool to give wedgies to math and science nerds in middle school, until you found out half your class in law school was gunning for IP positions.
But you took the SAT and got into college. You calculated the interest on your student loans (which is billowing up by the day). You can prorate your rent so you can dispute the extra day they charged.
That’s pretty much all the math you need to know in everyday life, so why are you being all “Oh um haha yeah no math for me! Numbers confuse me! Right, fellow lawyers?” God, I hate law students. There’s no room for that tomfoolery here on my watch.
Remember that the classic three Rs—reading, writing and ’rithmetic—include arithmetic. Who the hell came up with that anyway? Are there really three “R” words there?
So I’m going to show you simple math that even elementary schoolers can do that will help you pinpoint your deficiencies at any given time so that you can make leaps in improvement on the MBE.
Continue reading Bar Exam Success Commandment 2: Time to Apologize to Math (and Improve Your MBE Score)
So cooking isn’t one of my strengths. If you ask me to cook for you, you’re risking becoming a permanent resident of the toilet.
It’s hard for me because there are all these unfamiliar steps involved. I have to get the right amount of ingredients from outside my cave, process each ingredient, follow an alchemical procedure to put together something that looks edible, and then—the worst part—clean up and store everything. I’m not sure if it’s the onions that make me want to cry.
But check this out. So far, I’ve invested $600+ in a book and two courses to learn the lifetime skill of cooking (teach a man to fish). I made this stir fry last night. At least it looks sort of legit??
Continue reading Double Your Bar Essay Practice with Essay Cooking
Holy shit, I’m already getting sweaty just imagining writing about this, even though it’s chilly and cloudy and people are wastefully blasting their wipers at full speed when it’s only drizzling here in San Diego.
Don’t get mad that I’m calling 55 degrees chilly, not my fault it’s literally freezing where you are. I don’t think the favorable male/female ratio on the East Coast is worth living in a place covered in more snow than the Dorito dust covering my fat fingers.
Continue reading Stop “Studying” and Start Learning: The Underrated Practice of Practice