  It's the end of an era. The flaming look that has graced this page since its conception has died. Adieu. I've gone with something a little more earthy, more mellow. I just felt that today was the day that things had to change. This may mean I post more often, who knows, maybe the change of scenery will do me good... not to be too trite but I guess only time will tell. As for what I've been up to lately, mostly the same old same old. Graduation has passed, and the family (Mom, Dad, Joe, Dianne, Jacob and Noah) came and visited and watched the epic moment that was the end of my scholastic career. (I think 7 years counts as an epic!). The alphabet conspired against me and I ended up seated next to a certain gentleman who I once dated, which was actually one of the highlights of the day. He was civil, almost pleasant albeit awkward, and I almost regret the thoughtless comment that came out of my mouth at the end of the ceremony... little Noah had a dozen roses for me and was standing at the end of my seating aisle, at which point I quip "Oh look, my new boyfriend got me flowers".
The Bar Admission course is about halfway over, which is half good and half bad (Good that half is over, bad that there is still half more to come). Whoever invented this hellish version of summer school for new lawyers should hook up with Donald Rumsfeld, they could share ideas. The summer in Windsor is plugging along as per usual. I'm very sad that this will be my last summer here. Although I will enjoy breathing air that isn't in semi-solid form, I'll miss the city lovingly referred to as "Bizarro World". Yet another Windsor story for you non Windsorites... the annual "fair" here is known as the Freedom Festival... or at least it was. They managed to go bankrupt last year and stiff the Guess Who for the unpaid bill for the concert last summer. So, the festival is now known as the "Windsor SummerFest" and appears to be a quickly organized Freedom Festival by a new name. This summer the "headlining act" was lined up to be none other than big haired 80's legend TIFFANY! Believe it or not (Yes, I know you all believe it), I was pretty pumped. After seeing Firehouse and the Killer Dwarves last summer I figured this would be a great last sampling of the Windsor concert scene. I was spreading the news of the 80's comeback concert of the century this evening, when a fellow student burst my bubble.
It seems that what was once touted as the 80's pop icon actually may be some 19 year old unknown kid from Chatham. Seems the person who booked the concert, in his or her zealousness, didn't ascertain that the Tiffany booked was in fact THE Tiffany. I haven't confirmed this, but it fits with the bizarro world in which I have lived for the past 3 years. If it turns out not to be THE Tiffany I've decided I'm going anyway, and I'm going to scream "HEY TIFFANY!!! SING I THINK WE'RE ALONE NOW! " as loud as my lungs can manage. 
