So 21st Century

So I went to the bar tonight. It's been awhile and I've probably spent at least ten if not twelve of the last 48 hours studying law. Considering sleeping, eating, masturbating and showering, that's a pretty healthy shaving off my total time frame. But I manage somehow. Probably because I'm amazing.

So I did all my reading for tomorrow. Go me. I also took a crap-load of online certification tests for Westlaw, our online research program. In the process, I took a Trademark tutorial. At one point it ran me through the process for searching for a trademarked image. The final result was to point me to the page listing all the info for the logo of the Greene Turtle bar - a chain of bars in Maryland that just so happens to be run by my friend's uncle. I've met the man, I've been to a Greene Turtle; all in all it was an astounding coincidence.

So I shouldn't be surprised when I got to talking with a fascinating young woman in the bar and she turns out to be a blogger as well. Not only did it turn out we were both bloggers, but when we went to write down each others' blog information, we both pulled out incarnations of phones with extended keyboards - hers a Sidekick or some simulacrum thereof, mine a Samsung 8525.
Turns out she's one of the top 5 bachelors/bachelorettes on Austin360.com - vote for Rachel! If you can figure out how to vote! Which I couldn't do!

Having had nothing more than a pleasant conversation with the lady in a bar, I must admit I completely understand how she could be among the top singletons in one of the most unbelievably bad-ass towns in America (Austin, TX). I must make a point of checking out www.meanrachel.com more often.

We didn't exchange numbers. We exchanged blogs. The future is now.

If anyone needs me, I'll be at the second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.