A law blog, all done with humor, love, jealousy, and snark.
Love the blog SFL
Surf's Up! Happy Friday/Weekend, SFL.
Ps. @2:15, ditto!
Get with the lingo. We call that "Shumie Time". Duh.
Excuse me but some of us have an intern bent over the desk, and no it can't wait until Monday.
I got all sorts of flack for comments like that on my blog.
What's the deal with Nelson Bunker Hunt? Who gives their kid a middle name after a hazard on a golf course?
I eat flack for breakfast and wash it down with whiskey. Also, anyone who takes anything I say seriously is in store for a massive reality deficit. And yes, the intern had a really good time.
Assuming your comment was meant semi-seriously (my condition gives me problems in interpreting the differences between humor and seriousness, which at times leads to me acting inappropriately. and in two incidents resulted in restraining orders - one of which resulted in me moving, which I can tell you is not something easy for me) here is what I do on Saturdays: 1) I try and sleep later than usual. 2) I check the weather for yesterday to verify the forecast and see whether any records were set 3) I eat my Saturday breakfast- oatmeal, dry whole wheat toast. 4) I go to my dry cleaners and exchange my dirty shirts for cleaned ones and rotate the one of the eleven suits I have for dry cleaning. 5) I get my car washed and fueled for the week. 6) I arrive at work and attempt to work 4 billable hours, which usually requires 5-6 hours of time at work. 6) I stop at Canton's chinese restaurant for take out (Honey garlic chicken, side order of chinese broccoli, brown rice only). 7) I arrive at my apartment and eat dinner and review baseball statistics for the week- during baseball season. I also review my diary for the week, making sure my data is complete, meaning all times that I awoke are properly recorded, the weather data is correct. 8) I feed my goldfish Ernesto. 9) I change the sheets on my bed for the week and place the old sheets in the laundry basket- Sunday is my laundry day. 10) I fall asleep reading between 11pm and midnight. For the record, I awoke today at 7:02 am, which is the first time this year that I awoke at that exact time, although I have awoken at 7:00 precisely- which I like- eleven times, and 7:01- which bothers me greatly- six times. For those of you following my travails, yesterday I had another problem with the starbucks person who again asked if I wanted room for milk or cream, which required me to say no, although I pour out half the coffee because i can only drink from a cup half full. It would make life easier if Starbucks instructed their employees to inquire "is there any reason why I should not fill the cup completely?" which would cover those who want room for milk and cream as well as those like myself, who want a cup less than full for other reasons.
Details DETAILS on the restraining orders please.
I prefer not to discuss these incidents Suffice to say, in my family, one of them is known as the "incident during Thanksgiving" and as to the other one, I am fairly certain the terms of the settlement prohibit public discussion. Let me say that it was unintended, an accident, and I was confused and responded in a way I now see was not appropriate. Insurance covered most of the damages and I paid restitution for the rest. Moving was not fun.
Godwhacker, this is a new age. We just don't talk like that anymore.
@9:04I guess I'm behind on my sensitivity training. Would it be better if the intern bent me over the desk? Because I could totally go for that too.
I support the jury verdict and GEORGE. bumper stickers available soon.
I want to know about the Thanksgiving incident. Please.
@9:05, I like what you named your goldfish--> Ernesto.
Here comes the boom.