About 20 minutes into the first day of the bar exam I thought to myself "why the hell did I move to a new jurisdiction." About an hour into the second day I thought to myself "this must be what a lobotomy feels like." Now that it's three hours after the conclusion of the final day of the bar exam, I'm thinking to myself "yes, IPA does taste as good as I remember."

Sockeye!

Living in Alaska isn't all bad, especially when your clients are set net fishermen and the sockeye are in.

You know you want one

If you've ever wanted to own a caboose, here's your opportunity.
The Alaska Railroad is auctioning off four of these puppies, with a minimum bid of $8,000. Despite my best efforts, The Wife isn't buying into the idea that one of these would look sweet parked next to our new home. I know, she's crazy. Maybe a caboose is just what you're looking for?

Over the handlebars

After spending most of yesterday studying, I decided to take a break and go for a bike ride with Karta. Mountain biking is a lot like backcountry skiing in many regards. You spend the vast majority of your time humping your rump uphill for a relatively brief trip down. There is, however, one significant difference. You don't get to land on snow when you fall off your bike.
Despite my flight over the handlebars, it was a pretty fun ride.