Many Faces

With the end of finals came the end of an era. The von Frinkenhagen beard was no more. But while the beard disappeared, the many faces of the von Frinkenhagen emerged.

The beard's last meal.

The goatee with the long sideburns.

The full length man-choo.

The Pat "I-coach-my-team-down-to-the-level-of-my-opponents" Hill. (No, I'm not bitter than I have started 1-4 this bowl season. I LOVE watching teams not show up to the game.)

The Colt McCoy/Jason Giambi 'stache.

My favorite one of all. I call it "The Linda".

Comment

I think that I, Brian von Frinkenhagen, am going to be making this my last post ever. To be honest, I'm just not sure that anyone reads this page anymore. I do my best to make my comments interactive and to solicit feedback/comments, but no one ever comments (unless it has to do with our ultra-cute baby girl - and she's just so adorable, I don't blame the few that do comment). I look at other blogs (occasionally) and they have a gazillion comments for every post. Perhaps it is because this blog isn't really mine and is dominated by people I don't know. Maybe that's what I'll tell myself.

A short while ago, I mentioned that finals season was upon me and that I was taking suggestions on what I should do with my newly found (though unevenly grown) facial hair. I even gave some possibilities to get the ball rolling. And yet, nothing. Just two comments from my (lovely) wife regarding my insult of her (non-existent) facial hair and the misspelling of the word "mountain" (hey, I was on the bus, half asleep, typing with tiny keys on that stupid PDA that I'm addicted to, with no spell checker, fat fingers, and a bumpy road - I thought I did pretty well).

Since no one decided to make any comments or suggestions, I've decided that the facial hair is going to be a countdown of sorts. For my first final (on Friday...ugh), it will be the full, scruffy, mountain man "beard".

On Monday, before heading to my second final (which I will be less prepared for than my first final - if that's possible), I will shave it down to a goatee.

(You probably see where this is headed).

For my third final on Wednesday (which I'm less concerned about since it is all multiple choice - my specialty - under the professor's theory that the bar exam teaches Torts through multiple choice and so should he. This is code for "I don't want to have to sit there and grade essays. Rather, I'd prefer to run the exam through a machine, let it spit out the grades, determine the curve, and be on my way." I swear, if this guy doesn't have grades up on the first day...), it will be the Jason Giambi-esque "mustachio" (with the music rolling through my head - may be a distraction, I don't know).

And for my last final on Friday (which may well be my last law school final ever if they kick me out), it will be the return of the clean-shaven von Frinkenhagen.

10-4, over and out.

Information disclosed pursuant the I Hate Google's Blogspot Interface Act (passed by the von Frinkenhagen Congress and signed into von Frinkenhagen law by Brian von Frinkenhagen; held constitutional on the basis that the interface SUCKS):

Time taken to write this post - 4 minutes

Time taken to format this post is this Piece of Sh...ahem...Crap Google Software Interface: 17 minutes (AAAAHHHHHH!!! I'd rather take law school finals that have to format crap in this interface. Seriously, billions and billions and billions of dollars and Google can't fix this? Quit insulting Microsoft and do something productive!)

P.S. Ok, that's it. I'm officially taking on an aside to this post. Google wants to help protect the environment by getting people to use black screens. Well guess what? Everything to do to help in that initiative is offset by the fact that people have to spend half their day trying to get separate paragraphs in this interface. Note that the blogspot interface is WHITE, which uses more electricity and such. They need to spot their hypocracy and do something productive.

On a further aside, writing this post and the post script has not been productive. Who's the hypocrite now?

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Time taken to format this post script into separate paragraphs: 6 minutes

Spring Has Arrived

Yep, it's that time of year again. Spring has sprung. The flowers are blooming, the birds are chirping (actually, the birds are dive-bombing - that damn mockingbird in our front yard just doesn't like us), the humidity is showing up, and the allergies are kicking in.

And law school finals are here.

This really only means one thing for me. Two and a half weeks of no sleep (seriously - I didn't sleep last night because I was taking my Constitutional Law exam in my head. The professor gives us the questions so we have time to think about them. Pure torture to someone like me. However, before you go saying that the exam should be easy, let me tell you - as he has - that the questions do not have an answer. He said he just wants to read something fun and to see what we come up with. Fantastic.), constant reading, and the hope that South Texas College of Law will let me stay just one more semester.

Like the spring season, law school exams also signal the arrival of something: facial hair (on me, not Hayley. Well, maybe a little on Hayley).

Yep, I'm not going to work for the next two weeks, so it's a montain man's life for me. I just haven't decided the style yet. Do I go for the goatee with the trimmed but faded beard, the foo man choo, the lazy ass beard (i.e. no grooming; it is what it is), or the Jason Giambi retro mustache (cue the music: bow chicka bow chicka bow chicka bow wow)?

Any input would be much appreciated. Oh, and if you know anything about Con Law, Contracts, Property, or Torts, I would appreciate your input (that is, everything and anything you know) on those topics as well.