In less than 72 hours, I will be seated in a giant convention center taking the biggest exam of my life: the bar exam. I can tell you the difference between a defeasible fee and a vested remainder subject to complete defeasance. I know that danger invites rescue, that you have no reasonable expectation of privacy in your garbage set out at your curb, and that a defendant must file a motion or answer within 20 days of receiving service of process. But will I know these things on Wednesday? And will I know the answer to that obscure corporations question that I have a gut feeling will come up?
And yet I am spending my last few precious days of studying starting a blog. I’m not sure if it is a sign of procrastination (probably) or that I am as ready as I can be (possibly). What does it mean that when I write “probably” and “possibly” that the first thing that comes to my mind is that the prosecution must turn over evidence that is material and exclupatory, which is evidence that has a reasonable probability– not possibility– that the case would turn out differently if it were not disclosed to the defendant?
I think it means that I’m sick of studying. And that I’m ready for a beer.
