My wife and I met up with C at a downtown Chipotle, had dinner, then walked the few blocks to WCCO to do a television interview. C and I might have last seen one another at our law school commencement ceremony, but neither of us actually remember seeing the other there. I'll just assume that was the case though. C is an amusingly great fellow, and his approach to law school often kept me interested in his goings-on. That day he missed Criminal Procedure class so that he could have work done on his tattoo? Classic C! Missing so many class sessions that the instructor asked the other students if he'd dropped out of law school? That is quite captivating!
C's methods weren't anywhere close to being similar to those of the average student, yet after three years, he was in the exact spot of every other law school graduate. Go figure. But that wasn't enough for C. No, he just had to keep being non-average, this time in a law school graduate capacity. So while his former classmates were preparing to take the bar exam, C was busy not preparing for it, but instead living and enjoying his life. And when it's all said and done, I have no doubt that C will end up in at least as good of a position as his classmates that did take and pass the bar. There's just no reason not to think that C will be successful, in whatever manner he defines it. After all, there is more than one way to skin a cat. And that's a good thing, both for C and for me.