LIVE ACTION FROM ROOM 741
I like doing live-action posts.
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Right now I’m up in room 741 of the library.
I shouldn’t be disclosing this information because 741 happens to be the best study room in school.
Especially if you’re practicing an oral argument.
Why you ask?
Because there’s a podium in the room.
It’s set in the back alcove of the room, so that anyone who walks by can’t actually see you standing at a podium talking to yourself.
That’s key.
Anything that protects my street cred is deathly important.
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I’m practicing my oral argument like a fiend.
I’ve always been the type to over-prepare for presentation.
In high-school and college, any time I had to give an oral presentation I would spend hours practicing in front of a mirror.
Sometimes I would give the presentation to my stuffed animals. Animal. Bailey Bear isn’t an animal. He’s a spirit.
Anyway, I would give the presentation and look into his beady little eyes.
When I was done with that… I would record myself and listen to the tape as I slept.
Then by the time I was in front of the classroom I had the presentation so down pat that it was like reciting my date of birth.
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I think there’s a big difference between being a good conversationalist and being a good public speaker.
I prefer public speaking.
Any time I get to meticulously prepare what I have to say…I’m golden.
Thinking on my feet…
not so much.
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I’m worried about the questions the judges are going to throw at me. I know they say that appellate judges aren’t actually trying to scare you shitless with their questions. They’re just asking you to flesh out whatever you wrote in your brief.
But you can’t help but feel like the judges are getting sick pleasure out of seeing you squirm and sweet.
I know I would.
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Anyway, enough with my break.
Back to the grind.
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