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July 07, 2010
Feeling Kinky
Vote for Kinky, originally uploaded by Stuck in Customs.
Many moons ago - two years, actually - I was studying for the bar exam. Like pretty much every prospective lawyer, I signed up for Bar/Bri, which is an exam preparation service that costs over a thousand dollars but boasts some kind of success rate like 99%. (Although apparently 13% of Illinois bar takers fail the exam, I personally have no clue how a person who made it through law school could manage to do that. Mayor Daley, by the way, apparently failed it twice. He still made it all the way to Cook County States' Attorney, which shows you what hard work - snicker - can do for a man.)
Bar-Bri was founded by this law professor, who is apparently now filthy rich. It is a month-long course, and consists of daily three-hour lectures by law professors who have expertise in the various subjects on the bar exam. Some of these professors were good, some kind of sucked.
For contracts, our lecturer was a professor who quite clearly came from Texas. He was a stereotypical Texan, with a certain folksy charm and sense of humor. He was one of the good profs.
Now, law professors love hypotheticals. It's not really enough for them to propose scenarios that might actually happen in real life, but crazy-ass hypotheticals that exist only in their mind. Oftentimes, they'll use these to demonstrate how cool they are by giving names from TV shows and movies to the characters in these hypotheticals. "Suppose Jerry agreed to give Elaine a bag of feathers in exchange for Elaine helping Jerry move his couch." It screams, look at me, I'm cool, even though Seinfeld had been off the air for nearly a decade when I was in law school. God I'm old. I'd be willing to bet a million dollars there is some law professor out there whose contract exam contains a hypothetical about Edward, Bella, and whether or not she has to return his engagement ring.
Anyway, this Texan professor almost always based his hypotheticals on the career of Kinky Friedman, the outlaw country musician/politician. This was always in the form of "Kinky Friedman agreed to a contract to perform 'Get Your Biscuits in the Oven and Your Buns Into Bed' on Channel 6," or some other scenario where he got to namedrop Kinky Friendman and one of his goofy song titles.
I didn't believe a person named Kinky Friedman actually existed, so I had to look him up. Sure enough, he is real, and not only is he a musician, he also ran for governor of Texas. Not surprisingly, he didn't win. Good try, though.
So now that it's almost time to elect a new governor in Texas, Kinky is back at it. He isn't running for governor this time, but he has endorsed Woodrow. No last name for Woodrow, because Woodrow is a dog:
Woodrow the Dog wants to be governor.Sadly, it didn't say what party he belongs to. Is he a Repub-lick-an, or a Dem-arooooo-crat? Thanks, I'll be here all week.
Tuesday, he received the endorsement of former gubernatorial candidate Kinky Friedman.
The dog's campaign slogan is "How Ruff Could It Be?" It was inspired by Kinky's former campaign slogan, "How hard can it be?"
"Woodrow is not an incumbent, and he hasn't even been indicted yet, and I don't think I'm going to regret this endorsement one bit,” Friedman said at a press conference Tuesday.
Woodrow's campaign is a fundraising and public awareness project for Austin Pets Alive! The organization helps homeless pets find homes.
entry no. 1483
Posted at July 7, 2010 03:46 PM