I've taken lately to using the term "rockstar" to describe the people I love and the rockstar people I come across. For instance.
And yesterday, yesterday, I was talking to a classmate, a 2L, with a low voice, soft. Thin face, thin grey hair, thin pale sweater, and a propensity to introduce the idea and value of beer into our conversations, and I said to him, Foster, what did you do before law school? He said, I toured the country with my band for 10 years.
He told me then that he played the guitar, that he and his brother (his partner) had decided their band had gotten as big as it was going to get and they could spend the rest of their lives playing to 200-300 person crowds each night or, or, they could leave and get real jobs. They decided on real jobs and here he is now in law school. (He also said there's only so much Budweiser one person should consume in a lifetime, and he'd definitely reached that limit.)
I said, In your personal statement, did you say "You should admit me because I am literally a rockstar"? He said, it did give me a lot of interesting things to write about.
A rockstar, literally.
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Note: I'm not even sure "rockstar" is one word. Maybe it's supposed to be two. But I like its compounded form. I think it emphasizes the solidity of the thing, the intense and solid nature of the status of being a rockstar, the qualities of being so great the rockstar label is deserved. Rock star? Rockstar.
Too: On the heels of my firm's interviewing at my law school this year, one of my attorney friends was telling me about how his interview with one woman I'd recommended had gone. I said, What did you think of her? He said, You know. I said, I do? (not actually having any idea what he was referencing). He said, Yes, just like you said. She's a rockstar.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
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Sarah, I will post a comment on every post you wrote. I, like M, stopped checking your blog. Too depressing, what with all the "nothing new" I got out of it. But I realize I shouldn't have given up on you and I'm sorry if that's what it looks like. I'll never really give up on. This mostly because you're a rockstar.
I would want to be a rockstar so that when I'm asked for "occupation" while filling out a form at the doctor's office I could fill in "rockstar."
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