Civics: The Bill of Rights, The Community Center, Wednesday Evening

[glasses-justice.livejournal.com]

Alex had made sure to arrive early, this evening, in case there was anything which she needed to do before class. One of the rooms had been turned into a makeshift classroom, with chairs and desks. There was a long table by the side wall with moddable light snacks, along with a pot or two of coffee and hot water for tea. She also had written a rather lengthy sentence on the dry-erase board, and had made herself some tea while waiting for everyone else to arrive.

"Good evening," she said, once it looked like they had everyone. "My name is Alex Cabot, and this class is called Civics: The Bill of Rights. Since attendance might fluctuate, we're not going to do anything like introduce ourselves or talk about why you're here; we've only got seven weeks, and ten Amendments, so we're going to dive right in, if that's all right with everybody."

( The First Amendment )

She waved a hand easily. "There are plenty of more examples. Let's talk about what these rights mean."

(Just a reminder that anyone is free to attend the adult classes at the community center, so please, hop right in! And I apologize so much for the tl;dr.)

Fixer-Uppers [Wednesday]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

Butterflies. He'd opened up a crate of what was supposed to be various sorts of wiring and he'd gotten butterflies. Who didn't at all seem interested in leaving the shop, no matter how many times he opened the door to let them out.

He closed up the shop briefly to attend his workshop, and when he came back... yep, butterflies still there.

Oh well. After a while he settled down to tinker with a circuit board and did his best to ignore them flitting around.

[ooc: yeah, that's right. i stole from myself. open, but SP whilst i am at work.]

Things Reborn; Wednesday [ 05/11 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Inspired by his pleasantly surprising success in yesterday's class (how could one not take pride in being the best at not dying for the day?), Alexander decided that today was the day he would finally fix up that shelf toward the back of the store. Several of the shelves, it seemed, had fallen under the weight of its own pretentiousness as it held a collection of very old and obscure books that no one had ever heard of and most people only considered buying merely because they looked impressive.

If they should fall again after Alexander had fixed them, he was certainly not above threatening the shelf with the prospect of removing all those antique hardcovers and filling them up with all those used paperback romance novels still boxed up in the back.

Things Reborn is open!

Cabot and Associates, Wednesday

[glasses-justice.livejournal.com]

Today, Alex was tapping out notes on her laptop to ready herself for tonight's class. She still wasn't sure how to fit ten amendments into seven weeks, but then, some could be compressed together more easily than others.

The Law Office of Cabot and Associates was open.

(obviously, this goes chronologically way before class, it's just been posted way after because I spaced, that is why)

Mystery Sign Theatre 3000, Wednesday

[vanillajello]

When she came into work today, Kate was still feeling a bit moody over Nathan's abrupt leaving, even though she kept telling herself she'd been expecting him to pull a stunt like that. He was, after all, an awful lot like she herself.

But it still sucked, and that may have contributed to how there wasn't much of a fight over the movie of the day. They were still in Iceland, still surrounded by Vikings, and a somewhat related blockbuster had just opened across the country they were usually part of.

NOW SHOWING
Thor

Yeah. It was an easy pick. MST3000 was open for business, Viking or otherwise.

Post Office, Wednesday

[politely-terse.livejournal.com]

Rude spent the day going over the hefty manual of post office rules and procedures. If he was supposedly an exemplary employee, he might as well know something about the job, after all. Most of it seemed pretty straightforward, but he was still impressed by the innovation and efficiency it represented.

At one point, a tumbleweed blew across the lobby floor. Everyone else in the room snickered, but Rude didn't get it. He didn't care, either.

Luke's Diner, Wednesday [5/11]

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

"The Vikings don't get to have any of our burgers," Lion-o announced to the kitchen staff. No one wanted to disagree with him. They knew Lion-o could be rather possessive of his food, especially when it included red meat, but they also didn't want to be cleaning up after Vikings. Who could tell if they had actual table manners?

Today's Specials
Coffee-Rubbed Cheeseburgers with Texas Barbecue Sauce
Bacon Smashed Potatoes
Double Chocolate Torte

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday [5/11]

[mathletenomore.livejournal.com]

Lindsay knew there were a lot of new students around. She also knew they were likely from many different dimensions and times. Because of that, she set out a few CDs of some of her favorite bands from different eras in case any new people wanted to check them out.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[ocd-free; and now in the right place]

Caritas | Wednesday

[therewaslife]

Bod wasn't exactly sure what he was doing here. He'd gotten some late night voicemail from someone named Nathan, calling himself Kate's friend and telling Bod that he was leaving and someone needed to cover the Caritas shift lest people be left without alcohol. The only reason Bod was here now was because he did recognize the name (as the guy who had slept with Kate once) and couldn't ignore his helpful streak.

Tino was quiet but Bod found him slightly creepy with the staring and...even more staring. Bod didn't know what that was about but he wasn't going to ask. He was just going to pour himself a glass of water and lean against the bar while he waited to help anyone that might need it. Bod really wondered why Nathan had chosen him for that voicemail. Bod and alcohol were not that good of a mix.

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[redheadbabyvamp.livejournal.com]

Since she'd successfully managed to convince Eric that the Vikings didn't have a drinking age last week, Jessica was happily manning the bar tonight. The music was kinda fun, but if she'd seen the videos, she might've wondered what kind of crack bands were on back then.