Crazy Dreams

For those of you who wondered if I had abandoned this little blog, I have not.  For the past month or so, I've been hiding in the school's library preparing for three days of hell, otherwise known as the Texas Bar Exam.  But now that that's out of the way, I'm hoping life gets back to normal.  I'm looking forward to eating decent meals, knowing what's going on the world, seeing sunlight, spending time with family and friends, playing with my puppy.  But mainly, I'm looking forward to my dreams getting back to normal.

I've decided it takes someone special (evil) to be a Bar Examiner.  You have to be really creative to be able to weave these fact patterns together to test on that one random piece of law that never comes up in real life.  Unfortunately, these strange fact patterns have found their way into my dreams.  To give you a taste of what I was dealing with, here are my dreams during the first and second night of the Bar.

Tuesday night:
A man came to my office to see if he could be held responsible for the death of a pedestrian.  He was driving down the street when he was distracted by his cell phone.  As he was sending a text, he accidentally hit a pedestrian.  The pedestrian was hurt, but did not have life-threatening injuries.  This man was scared to get out of his car, but he didn't want to leave the injured pedestrian lying on the street, so he sent his pit bull Fluffy (yes, its name was actually Fluffy in my dream) to retrieve the pedestrian.  Fluffy grabbed onto the pedestrian and dragged him back to the car.  He was injured further, but was still alive.  After the pedestrian is in his car, the man starts driving him to the hospital.  Unfortunately, the hospital is on the other side of a river, and as they crossed the bridge (which had recently been damaged in a storm), the bridge collapsed and they fell into the river below.  He was able to get Fluffy and the injured pedestrian out of the sinking car.  As he was swimming towards the shore, a man in a canoe saw him struggling and decided to help out.  Unfortunately, he was a novice canoeist and didn't have a lot of control.  He had too much speed as he neared the threesome and accidentally hit the pedestrian in the head.  Other people on the shore came to their help, and the pedestrian eventually made it to the hospital, where he later died of the head injuries caused by the canoe.

Wednesday night:
A woman came to my office to see if a shareholder vote was valid.  She was a shareholder in a corporation which had recently passed a resolution she did not agree with.  This corporation was founded by some strange people (according to her) who had over the years left shares of their stock to their beloved pets.  Eventually, animals owned approximately 15% of the outstanding stock.  At the shareholder meeting where the resolution was passed, the animals were counted when determining if they had a quorum.  Had the animals not counted, they would not have had a quorum and the vote would not be valid.

Now, in case you think I'm making these up, these are actually multiple fact patterns from various essays that I worked on earlier in the day that all got woven together.  I'm so ready to get back to some half-way normal dreams.