My Property professor warned us to be careful and do nothing stupid such as might have to be reported before sitting for the Bar. He not only encouraged continued vigilance over upcoming revelry like St. Patrick's Day, Spring Break, Jazz Fest, and French Quarter Fest. But he also requested that should we see him away from school, not to be called by his name. "Call me Dr. Detroit!" he said. And after a hearty laugh, I began to look forward to it. Who wouldn't? Well both the BLSA Gala and St. Patrick's Day are this weekend; alas he is going home to St. Louis. So I am thoroughly disappointed. Oh well, tomorrow night I will raise a glass to piggeries while listening to James Brown singing Get Up Offa That Thang/ Dr. Detroit even if only in my head.
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