UPDATED — TWICE
Me, in my law office before the neurological shit hit the fan.
As you may recall, I posted about my law office journal here. Well, here’s Part 2:
Thursday, 9/21/95
Day 3 of the Journal.
Big event of the day – wrote forceful two-page letter to opposing attorney in ugly divorce case concerning failure to turn over certain documents. Will we need to go to court over this? Stay tuned!
Perhaps I should take a moment here to describe my home life. Yes, I do have one. I’m married. My husband’s name is Rick. He’s a firefighter in D.C. As you can imagine, he has plenty of stories of his own.
When I worked at EPA in DC, before they extended the Green Line of the Metro to Waterside Mall (where EPA has its offices), I used to have to walk from the L’Enfant Plaza Metro stop to work, a walk of several blocks. When I started with EPA, it was not even in an attorney position. I spent my first eight months there as a low-level staff person with the Office of Toxic Substances.
Anyway, because my office was in the East Tower, I used to walk every day right past my husband’s firehouse. On mornings when he was getting off work, and I had to go to the office, he’d give me a ride. Later, when I got my job with the Office of General Counsel and went to work in the West Tower, I took a different street to work. But I still got rides on mornings when he was getting off. I miss those rides sometimes. I was usually dead tired, and so was he, but they were still special. Short, but special.
Rick’s a great guy. He cooks, he cleans, and he’s my biggest supporter when I come up with various hare-brained ideas, like opening my own law office. Or even (dare I say it?) making a living at freelance writing.
Once upon a time, Rick and I were DINKs – “double income, no kids.” Now, we have one income. I suppose that makes us OINKs.
We do have four lovely cats – Sylvester, Shadow, Smokey and Penny. And we have a 55-gallon aquarium with three discus – Moe, Larry and Curly – along with some catfish and suckermouths.
Oh, I forgot to explain about “Homicide”. I know an assistant state’s attorney in Howard County who appeared a couple of times as an extra on the show. He gave me the address to write to the casting person. I wrote in August. This week, I got a call. Tomorrow, I will be driving to a section of Route 40 East where they will be filming a traffic jam scene. My car (hopefully) will be in it.
It’ll be great!
Friday 9/22/95 (or actually, Sat. 9/23/95 at 4:00 a.m.)
I hope you’ll understand if I make this a “one-liner” type entry. I didn’t get off the “Homicide” set until 2:50 this morning. It’s been a long night. (But I would do it again.)
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Here’s the PDF of my journal: My Law Office Journal, Pt. 2
Yeah, I remember when I used to jump in my car and drive without thinking about it. Now, I’m typing this post with my pinkie and my good hand. I’m so sorry, am I trotting out my dirty neurological laundry again? Well, excu-u-u-use me! 
One Saturday last year, I decided to go for a drive and it was such a blessing/ordeal, I blogged about it.
That was back when this blog was intended to be the place I blogged about whatever was on my mind. This never actually started out as a marketing blog, really. It was more of place to voice my opinion and connect with other bloggers. Well, the best laid plans and all that, huh? 
BTW, it may interest you to know that the attorney on the other side of the horrible divorce case from Hell was a woman. Let’s call her Jane. Well, Jane was so horrible, I took a photo of her that I found somewhere, enlarged it on our copier and pinned it on our bulletin board with this caption underneath it.
“I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille.”
Yeah, Jane was that crazy looking in the photo. And she was a real bitch. Or, at least, her client was. Or Jane chose to represent her bitchy client in a horrible and bitchy way. What-ever!
Now, as a fan of noir, I consider this film a must-see.
Plus here’s a link to The Thin Man script.
And, of course, I love The Maltese Falcon!
Which is almost exactly like the book, except for this parable, which I highly recommend that everyone read.
PS: Life with dystonia. Ha!
I’m on Pinterest.
PPS: Have I mentioned that my husband is a real saint?
Me and Rick in London.
The two of us at Cafe Nero in Brentwood, England.
He’s bilingual!
Finally, my quotations of the day.
First, one from Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar …
“Nothing is so fatal to the progress of the human mind as to suppose that our views of science are ultimate”
– Sir Humphry Davy
Second, one of my own choice.
“Delusions of grandeur make me feel a lot better about myself.”
– Jane Wagner
UPDATE: From SinC Links, March 2013, provided by Triss Stein: “Meanwhile, independent booksellers are suing Amazon–and publishers–over e-books. Can’t we all get along?”
Really! Ha!
UPDATE 2: Thank you, Gene Weingarten! Ha ha ha …
