Florida judges think intuitively, not logically.
It's so hard to be a logical person in this world (says the INTJ).
2.24.2008
2.06.2008
kali sara
Saint Sarah is venerated by the Roma. The name Kali Sara is a reminder that the Roma's first origins were in India. I could go on and on about this.
I was very excited to find this clip on YouTube. "Latcho Drom," the source of this clip, is one of my favorite movies of all time.
Oh, I can't resist.
Here's another one, though it has nothing to do with Kali Sara. It's just another clip from "Latcho Drom." Enjoy.
1.09.2008
how many times do i have to tell you?
As reported by law.com this week, more attractive lawyers make more money.
Look! I reported on this on 6/20/2005! Get with it, people!
Look! I reported on this on 6/20/2005! Get with it, people!
11.26.2007
forgiving versus forgetting
Back when I was just a young dakini, and the prime rate was 20%, I found myself partway through Columbia University School of Law with a reduced scholarship for my third and final year.
I put myself through law school. My parents were both retired, and my dad was old and sick, when I entered law school, and the only financial support they were able to give me was $200 when I set off for New York City. By my last year in law school, I had no savings left, despite having a nice job in Manhattan the summer before my third year in law school.
I knew the score. I'd met a cab driver who told me he'd completed one year at Columbia Law School, and I had no reason to doubt him. I needed to finish my law degree to get a license to practice law.
When I protested to the financial aid director of the law school at the time (one John B. Snook), his response was, "Have your parents sell their house. You can buy them a new house after you graduate." The timing of this "advice" was particularly bad, since my dad had just had brain surgery, and was diagnosed with a previously-undetected case of prostate cancer immediately after the surgery.
Of course, I didn't even ask my folks about selling their house. It wasn't like they owned a palatial estate in Westchester. It was a modest three-bedroom house in a little factory town where no one lives unless they have to. I worked during the school year my last year in school, which brought my grades down, but I did finish with my class. And I made a solemn vow that I would never, ever donate a penny to Columbia.
I've made peace with this over the years--to some extent--but I will not break my vow. It was the only action that I felt I could take at the time to fight back against an interaction that I felt to be downright cruel. I've certainly seen greater acts of cruelty than this over the years, and in fact I'd now downgrade this to "callously insensitive." Nevertheless.
Now I am in receipt of a letter from the 25th Reunion Committee from my class at Columbia telling me that I have a "responsibility to give back" to Columbia. To which my politest possible response is, "I don't think so." I will forgive, but I won't forget.
I put myself through law school. My parents were both retired, and my dad was old and sick, when I entered law school, and the only financial support they were able to give me was $200 when I set off for New York City. By my last year in law school, I had no savings left, despite having a nice job in Manhattan the summer before my third year in law school.
I knew the score. I'd met a cab driver who told me he'd completed one year at Columbia Law School, and I had no reason to doubt him. I needed to finish my law degree to get a license to practice law.
When I protested to the financial aid director of the law school at the time (one John B. Snook), his response was, "Have your parents sell their house. You can buy them a new house after you graduate." The timing of this "advice" was particularly bad, since my dad had just had brain surgery, and was diagnosed with a previously-undetected case of prostate cancer immediately after the surgery.
Of course, I didn't even ask my folks about selling their house. It wasn't like they owned a palatial estate in Westchester. It was a modest three-bedroom house in a little factory town where no one lives unless they have to. I worked during the school year my last year in school, which brought my grades down, but I did finish with my class. And I made a solemn vow that I would never, ever donate a penny to Columbia.
I've made peace with this over the years--to some extent--but I will not break my vow. It was the only action that I felt I could take at the time to fight back against an interaction that I felt to be downright cruel. I've certainly seen greater acts of cruelty than this over the years, and in fact I'd now downgrade this to "callously insensitive." Nevertheless.
Now I am in receipt of a letter from the 25th Reunion Committee from my class at Columbia telling me that I have a "responsibility to give back" to Columbia. To which my politest possible response is, "I don't think so." I will forgive, but I won't forget.
11.01.2007
9.28.2007
"smelly fan blows wind on pirates. run!"
Everything you need to know about the new international radiation symbol.
9.13.2007
subversive cross stitch update

I hereby certify that the foregoing item is, in fact, currently on display in my office.
It is, however, arranged so that clients cannot see it easily.
9.08.2007
why computers are occasionally pounded into their original components of silicone (or silicon, thanks Jay)
Palm has finally created a version Palm Desktop that is Windows-Vista compatible.
But it isn't compatible with my Treo 650.
I do not want to purchase another gadget right now.
I would really, really like to pound my laptop with my Treo right now.
That wouldn't be very mature.
But it isn't compatible with my Treo 650.
I do not want to purchase another gadget right now.
I would really, really like to pound my laptop with my Treo right now.
That wouldn't be very mature.
8.21.2007
8.08.2007
a periodic table of visualization methods
I think this may just be the coolest thing I have ever seen.
7.16.2007
i can has lolcats?
Now that I have found a guide to lolcat grammar, I feel better about writing my own captions.
I found some pretty good ones on the Bar Exam Lolcats group, but now that I've found the generator...let's see...
I found some pretty good ones on the Bar Exam Lolcats group, but now that I've found the generator...let's see...
5.31.2007
4.11.2007
so maybe i should lay off the postcards
I mean, look. This guy lost his disability insurance benefits and gained a criminal conviction and bar sanctions.
On the other hand, for him it wasn't just postcards, it was POSTCARDS.
On the other hand, for him it wasn't just postcards, it was POSTCARDS.
2.22.2007
"enough of these silly letters"
Sometimes a judge has just had enough (not to be confused with the lawyer who had enough in my last post).
2.09.2007
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