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Raiment, reticence, and reading

jobfaircheesesticksfirsttimeI attended a law school job fair a couple months ago, which went terribly. I’m very bad at selling myself, especially in a short period of time during an event that’s more about the firms advertising themselves than anything else (e.g. “We’re actually not hiring anyone right now…”). Naturally my thoughts turned philosophical. I hate getting dressed up.

Philosophical thoughts actually seem to be a theme of the last three comics. I like the trope of serious thoughts being undercut by abrupt, practical concerns. The world is a serious place, but it’s also a ridiculous one.

I’ve been re-reading quite a few books lately (specifically, the Animorphs series and The BFG), so even though I drew this comic back in July I thought it would be appropriate to post now. I do wish I could read books I love for the first time again, but the reasons for why that is impossible make for a fun strip.

I’m in the final stretch of law school – only one more sit-down and one more take-home final left to go – and then it’s time for bar prep. My Tolkien calendar for the month of May depicts a scene from the Hobbit chapter “Out of the Frying pan into the Fire”, which I thought eerily apt.

Briefs, beliefs, and breaks



I’m done with finals, and that means I get to do a little housekeeping. The first two comics in this post were actually published during the semester in IUPUI’s graduate student newspaper, The Graduate, but I neglected sharing them on the blog. There’s one more in the backlog that I’ll post later.

To me, one of the most difficult things about law school is not cold calls or the complexities of the law: it’s keeping the plaintiff/appellant/petitioner straight from the defendant/appellee/respondent while reading a long procedural history. I participated in moot court this semester, and the first comic was inspired by the same old trouble. I actually ended up doing much of my research for the other side, (though fortunately I caught my mistake much sooner than Chuck!). While it was a disappointing revelation at the time, the end result was a much better brief and an idea for a comic.

The second comic was drawn for silly season, when it’s easy for tempers to run wild. People cheer on their chosen politicians and policies like they cheer on sports teams, and loyalties for the former can be just as irrational as for the latter. C.S. Lewis wrote, “There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal.” I think no matter how convinced you are about the wrongness of a person’s politics, they are still due the respect and reverence of a fellow human being. People need to keep that in mind before they share their next scathing political image macro on social media.

Ironically, I’ve gotten less pleasure reading done in first few days of Christmas break than in the last few days of finals. Time management is one of those things that gets screwy the less restrictions you actually have. I’ve been getting a lot of things done that I was leaving till after finals, so my days have been pretty full (and will be more full once holiday plans with friends and family really kick into gear). But it’s a good kind of full.

In spite of all the inherent obstacles, I hope all of your holidays turn out to be relaxing and reflective as well.

Fireflies, fear, and philosophy

firefliesborrowbookfateorfreewillIt has been a pretty fantastic summer for me, when I stop to think about it. The uptick in my drawing I guess is partly a result of that.

The first comic is my attempt to be purely artistic. Watching the fireflies come out is one of the purest and earliest joys I can associate with summer.

I think every book lover has gone through a similar struggle at some point. Someone wants to borrow a book. In theory this is great, because one of the best parts about enjoying a book is sharing that enjoyment with others, and you certainly don’t want to discourage interest in your favorites. But inevitably it takes forever to get it back, and the whole time there’s an empty spot on your carefully organized shelf where that book is supposed to be, and what if the worst happens? The book is stolen or destroyed (I’ve had both happen to books of mine)! And then you think, “no thanks, I’ll keep it on my shelf where it belongs.”

The final comic is a bit of armchair philosophizing. Sometimes we can get so caught up in trying to determine why things are the way they are that we forget that the mere act of wondering is pretty amazing in and of itself.

I have some exciting news (for me, at least) associated with the comic coming up in the next week  or so. Stay tuned!