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Posted by Michael
Rekola
02/11/2013 at 05:52 PM
Over the weekend, us New Englanders got slammed by a storm named after a Disney cartoon character. Although the weather service has stated that the Nemo was named for its Ancient Latin definition (“No one or No Man”), it afforded me the opportunity (or the pain, however you see it) to catch up on some of my classes like Federal Income Tax. Although my house was luckily saved from various power outages and the freezing temperatures, I was snowed in with my law books, a package of Oreos, and our dog Monty. Unfortunately many of my law school friends and fellow...
Posted by William
Wray
08/31/2011 at 05:14 PM
Note to self - stock up on un-scented candles.
Irene came, Irene left. It was pretty terrible if you were a tree branch, inconvenient if you were any organism which appreciates electricity or plumbing, but otherwise, bearable.
And it wasn't all bad, either: Crises have a way of renewing our appreciation for home and all its fixtures - human and otherwise. “Hunkering” is the verb that captures the feeling for me. The dictionary definition staidly limits itself to 'taking shelter,' but for most, the word implies preparatory trips to the grocery store, foreknowledge of what...
Posted by Brendan
Schlander
08/16/2011 at 02:56 PM
I have known for quite a while that after completing my Bachelor’s degree that I wanted to end up in law school. Where I wanted to go and what kind of law that I wanted to practice was a completely different story. At first, my search was based entirely on where I had a chance to get in based on my LSAT score and GPA along with what I knew about the schools from my undergrad search four years prior.
Admittedly, I applied to Roger Williams on a whim. I was more focused on schools in the major east coast metropolises; Boston, New York, D.C., Philadelphia, etc. Bristol was completely under the...
Posted by Rachele
Ciccone-Paquin
09/17/2010 at 11:44 AM
It is a rainy Sunday and I set up my canvas on my easel in my studio, unsure of what I will create but knowing that I need to be open to the possibilities that will flow forth as I place my brush to the blank canvas. The only thing I am certain of is that I plan to have a showing of the new body of work created during this, my first year at RWU SOL. This blog will be a record of my lifeʼs intersection between art and law, with some musings on meditation, yoga, eco-living and tattoos thrown in, for good measure.
My easel is the one I used while an undergraduate at RISD. I...
Posted by Heather
O'Connor
09/14/2010 at 11:36 PM
Almost one month has passed since my third year of law school began. Last I wrote, I was wondering what the future held. Well, some of those questions have been answered.
The first question answered is whether I was going to be bored to death my third year. Most law school students have heard the catch phrase, "First year, they scare you to death. Second year, they work you to death. Third year, they bore you to death." I can say with 100% certainty that, so far, my third year has been anything but boring. I have honestly started thinking that when I become a "real attorney," it will seem...