On the Road Again

Sorry to do this to you again... but I'm going on a new year's voyage.

I just thought I should let you all know in advance so that no one jumps the gun in suing over the cuticle cream/lip balm.

See you in '05!

Have a happy and safe New Year's!

Rest In Peace, Jerry Orbach

Very sad news today. 'Law & Order' Star Jerry Orbach has died.

He was great on Law & Order, but he's had me since Dirty Dancing.

Could It Kill Me?

I sometimes put Burt's Bees Lemon Butter Cuticle Cream on my lips. Do you think that's ok?

Yes, I realize that they make lip stuff. In fact, I'm a big fan of that too. But I don't have that next to my bed, I have the cuticle stuff next to my bed.

I checked out the ingredients and they all looked like lip-safe things. (Almond oil, beeswax, lemon oil, vitamin E, cocoa butter, rosemary extract, beta-carotene, that sort of thing.) And I don't swallow much of it, but if I get a little on my tongue, it tastes alright. And I was thinking, it must be safe since the label doesn't say anything like "Do not put on lips."

Then I thought, does that make me one of the dumb people that they have to put dumb labels on things for? You know, the people they're thinking of when they put "Remove plastic, eat fruit while still fresh" on the instructions for a fruit basket. Or when they write "Do not put beans up nose!" on jelly beans?

Do you think there was a time when all of the Burt's Bees people were sitting around with their lawyers and the lawyers said, "Maybe you should put, 'Do not apply to lips'" and then the Burt's Bees people said, "Nah, it goes without saying. After all, it says cuticle cream. And we sell lip stuff. Our customers aren't that dumb."

So, do I have any science-type readers who could check the list of ingredients and let me know whether or not it'll kill me? Either way, I've already been putting it on my lips for a few days now. If I stop posting suddenly, you'll know it killed me. And you should arrange for a lawyer to sue on behalf of my estate, of course.

I Dreamed a Dream

I forgot to tell you. I had the strangest dream that I represented Josh Groban.

And I'm not even all that familiar with Mr. Groban, except that I've heard his name around a few times. I couldn't name his songs or anything, and to write this post I wasn't even sure I was getting his name right, I had to look it up.

Anyway, random as it was, Mr. Groban was charged with domestic violence. But he was a very polite and respectful client.

Alas, he had to hire a private attorney. Whom he called a "private attorney," not a "real lawyer." So, I thought that was nice.

I just wanted to share it with everyone that an imaginary Josh Groban made a good impression on me in a dream.

I'm Back

That's right, everyone, I'm back. I hope everyone had a good holiday.

I went to visit my family for Christmas. When I go home, I often think that my mother is like a little kid, running around to show me everything she has or everything she's done. "Did you see the new DVD player? Did you see this thing I made?"

One thing she was really strangely excited about a video tape she made of shows she thought I'd like. "Have you seen Kevin Hill?"

Nope, never heard of it.

"It's about lawyers."

Oh, ok. I like lawyer shows.

But this show made Ally McBeal look realistic. In the episode that I saw, a woman was suing her dance instructor (Kevin Hill's client) for breaking-up her engagement by making eyes at her fiance during the dance lessons. Kevin Hill (played by Taye Diggs) got thrown in jail for contempt... I'm trying to remember... three?... times. And while he's on trial, Kevin Hill is juggling dates with two different women, whom he makes out with in the courthouse, and (sort-of) trying to be a dad, although it seems like it's mostly his nanny doing that, and planning a 1st birthday for the kid. And I never really figured out where he got the kid from, but I know that he's adopted.

I started off telling my mother all of the things that I found unrealistic. "I've never seen lawyers making out like that in the courthouse." "No one would say that, doesn't he have any legal arguments prepared?" "Oh, c'mon, how many times is he going to be held in contempt?" But eventually my brain was screaming "UNREALISTIC TELEVISION OVERLOAD!!!"

Anyway, I'm glad to be back, and I'm glad to see that some of my other favorite bloggers - such as I'm a PD and All Deliberate Speed are back as well. So check that out.

A Defense Attorney At Christmas

Christmas. From a defense attorney standpoint, I guess it has it's pros and cons.

On one hand, your clients certainly are not happy if they end up spending Christmas in jail. Even a short sentence feels much tougher if it means Christmas in jail.

And, of course, I know what the D.A.'s (and some judges') response to that is: If you don't want to spend Christmas in jail, don't commit a crime right before Christmas. As if it was that easy.

But, unfortuantely, I find that sometimes it's Christmas that spurs these crimes or these arrests. Single mothers who (barely) make ends meet all year round, decide that they'd rather risk being arrested for shoplifting than have their kids wake up Christmas morning to a tree without presents. Christmas stress can lead a recovering addict to use again. And Christmas stress can bring about a domestic violence situation in an otherwise civil relationship.

This week, I had one such domestic violence case. My client, the boyfriend/father of the children, and his girlfriend/mother of the children, had been arguing for some time, and the argument finally came to a head this week when she decided to kick him out of the house. He didn't respond well, and was arrested. I called the complainant to hear her story and to find out whether or not she wanted my client back at home. (Being able to say "I spoke to the complainant, and she wants him home" can be a huge point in getting a client RORed.)

Sometimes complainants just need a day to cool off and then want their significant other home. They regret calling the police or think it all got blown out of proportion. I was hoping to hear something like that from this significant other.

"I do not want him home. I hope they keep him in jail for a long time." Ok, that doesn't help. Maybe I should try the Christmas angle?

"He will probably spend Christmas in jail. Don't you want him home with the children for Christmas? Don't you think the children want him home?"

"No! Christmas is the reason I threw him out. I've been telling him to get a job all year, and he didn't do anything. Now we don't have money for Christmas and he's still not doing anything. That's why I threw him out in the first place. Now I can get a new man who has a job and can buy Christmas presents."

Hmmm... good point, I guess. And, just as an aside, that's always a good way to make room for a new man in your life - get your current man arrested.

Fortunately, though, sometimes the Christmas angle can sometimes work with judges and DAs. Sometimes a judge will offer a much better sentence that your client would see at any other time of the year, simply because the judge is trying to make sure your client will be out by Christmas.

Call it the Christmas spirit, I guess.

And, sometimes, you get lucky and the DA is just too busy worrying about his own holiday vacation that your client's case falls to the bottom of his list, which leads to a dismissal for failure to prosecute.

And that can be a Christmas miracle.

Blonde Mom

My phone rings early this morning, and it's my mother calling.

"Blonde?" she asks, "Could you call my cell phone? I've been looking all over for it, and I can't find it."

"Sure."

I hang up and call my mother's cell phone. A few rings later she answers it. "Ok, thanks, I found it."

"Mom, could I just ask you one question?"

"What?"

"Well, you called me from your house phone, right?"

"Yeah."

"So, why couldn't you just call your cell phone then?"

"Well, I never thought of that."

Yes, I hate to say it, but I come from a family of blondes.

More on Amazing Race

The big controversies arising on this season of The Amazing Race have come from a team consisting of a married couple of Jonathan and Victoria. Well, mostly the controversies seem to come from Jonathan. From the episodes I've seen, Jonathan appears to be downright abusive to Victoria. (And, yes, as a disclaimer, I suppose it could all be "the editing," but I sort of doubt it.)

For example, in one episode, Jonathan and Victoria are getting their bags out of the back of an SUV when Jonathan pulled the rear door down on Victoria's head. You know that hurts. But (from what I could see on the episode, at least) he didn't apologize, he just told her to hurry up. He's shown yelling at her quite a bit (yes, most of the teams yell at each other at times, but this seems to be much more than usual). In another episode, he nearly shuts a car door on his wife's hand. Again, he doesn't apologize, but it appears that he thinks this is a reasonable way to encourage his wife to move faster.

Finally, last week, Jonathan and Victoria were running to the finishing line, while Jonathan continued to yell at Victoria. Jonathan reached over and shoved his wife. (There are articles on the issue here on MSNBC, USA Today and elsewhere.) In previous episodes, he had also raised a hand as if to hit her, but then lowered his hand as she pulled back. After the shove, I truly thought that the producers would remove him from the show, but they didn't. (Or, haven't yet.)

The couple has a blog, and, if you want to, you can read Jonathan's it-was-because-of-medicine-or-maybe-it-was-CBS's-editing excuse here.

However, my thought as I've been watching this has been, "If this is how he treats her in front of cameras, and in a foreign country, and when he's working as her teammate, how does he treat her at home?"

Every episode, I've been waiting for local police to arrest him for domestic violence. (I guarantee that if they came to this city, he'd get arrested pretty quickly, but I know that not every country even has d.v. laws.) I guess this is reality at its worst.

Living in Suspense

You know what really sucks?

Picture it: You're snuggled up in your bed, watching your favorite TV show. Things are really getting excited when all of the sudden, out of nowhere...

"To be continued." TO BE CONTINUED? WTF?

I can't wait another week! What, are you trying to kill me?

At least I'll have Television Without Pity to hold me over.

Debt Free

I noticed this story on SoCal Law Blog, about a young lawyer convicted of fraud for using a credit card scam to pay his way through law school.

When I graduated law school just a few years ago, there was a lot of talk about young lawyers declaring for bankruptcy to have their law school debts erased. Then they could waltz into some big firm making many Gs and not have the debt to repay. I'm not sure if anyone actually did it, but I know that some employers and some state bars were doing credit checks.

It's an interesting idea though. If businesses can use bankruptcy to "restructure," why can't enterprising young attorneys? Not that I know much about bankruptcy, of course.

Why I'm a Lawyer

(and not a CD maker or a computer person or anything like that)

I've gotten a few "What ever happened to that CD you were supposed to make?" and "Hey, did you take our suggestions or not?" questions.

So, the truth is, I haven't burned the CD yet. I've tried, really I have. Let's see. First, I had to install the CD burner software, then I had to install the convert MP3s to WAV software. Then I had to convert all of the MP3s to WAVs. And which point, my hard drive got full.

So, then I decided to use an external hard drive. But, for some reason, it wouldn't save the files over to the external until I uninstalled the converter software and reinstalled it to the external hard drive.

Then, I finally did that and converted all of the songs to WAV files. And, finally, I was ready to burn the CD.

I started the burn process and... I got the blue screen of death. I restarted my computer, and tried it again. And my computer crashed again. I was frustrated, and decided I needed a break.

I'm thinking that now I might try to use my boyfriend's computer to make the CD. Which probably means re-installing everything. (I don't think just hooking up the external hard drive to his computer would be enough, but it might be.)

So, that's where I'm at. I promise, I will be posting my picks soon. Complete with my commentary for each song. Which I will also print, and send along with the CD to the lucky recipient. Just hang in there, I'm working on it.

More Muppet Madness

Talk about strange. First I take a quiz and get this result, and now this...

Would anyone want to bang you?
Name:
Favorite Food:
Wants to Bang you:
This many times:69
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Gingerbread Courtroom

Next year... I am totally making a gingerbread courtroom. That would rock.

(Thanks to not martha for this, my inspiration.)

Just be sure to remind me.

Where's My Money?

You want to know one of the craziest things that I hear from clients?

In cases where clients are accused of committing a crime either at or against their job...

So, for example, the security guard who is arrested for stealing from the store he's supposed to be guarding.

They ALWAYS call later to tell me that their employer won't release their last paycheck and want to know what they can do.

How about this? How about maybe you don't deserve to get paid for the hours you spent at your job stealing from them. Or, maybe you could consider it paying them back for all the things you stole and all of the expense they're going to go through proving it. I dunno, just a thought.

Scooby Dooby Doo

I finally saw it. The episode of Harvey Birdman: Attorney at Law, where Harvey represents Shaggy and Scooby arrested for... what else? Marijuana!

I've been waiting a long time to see this episode, and if it comes on again I highly recommend you catch it. (No pun intended.)

My favorite part? Right before the trial, Harvey is sitting at a bar:
Harvey: There are two lives that depend on me giving the performance of my life in court tomorrow.
Bartender: Scotch?
Harvey: Hell, yeah! Let's get stinko!

Oh, and keep your eyes open for a cameo by George Jetson. Loves it.

I'm Like The Red Sox*

*Except without so much sucking

What, you ask, does Blonde Justice have in common with the Boston Red Sox? I beat up on fat old men? Nope, that's not it. Oh yeah, I remember - My curse has ended.

Yeah. See, I didn't really want to write about it here, but I was having a little bit of a bad luck streak. A little bit of a conviction run. Not that many, just a few, but it was starting to scare me.

I was starting to be afraid of trial, because I was afraid of another guilty verdict. And that's not me. That's not the kind of lawyer I want to be. I want to be the "Give me your worst, I can take anything" kind of lawyer.

But, it's over. In the eternal words of Jay-Z "Not Guilty, Y'all Got To Feel Me."

Go ahead, you can congratulate me.

Help A Sista Out

I'm still using up all of my free time on this mix cd. Hence, no interesting news from me.

But, I'd like to open a question to audience: Best song on the Garden State soundtrack? I figured that since its my favorite CD of '04, I should pick one song for my mix CD. But which one?

Another HIV Crime

I only have a minute, but I just wanted to point out another story of a man who transmitted HIV to his girlfriend. Under a plea deal, the man has been sentenced to probation.

Interestingly enough, the man was in a wheelchair (it's not clear whether this was due to anything HIV related or whether, as the man apparently claimed, due to complications from sickle cell anemia), and his lawyer was planning to go with a "he couldn't have sex" defense.

I just think these cases are so interesting...

Survivor Finale

Only a few minutes until the finale of Survivor, and, as it has been since before the first episode even aired, my money is on Eliza.

Why? Well, first, I've got to give props to a woman who is pre-law and interned at a public interest organization.

Second, she's been on the chopping block at nearly every tribal counsel, but continued to survive. (And isn't that what the game is all about?)

Now, of course, the people I like NEVER win (i.e. Rupert), but still, I've gotta say, Let's Go Eliza!

Mix CD

I'm starting to work on my Mix CD that I'm making for this mix CD exchange.

But now I have some questions. First of all, should I pick my 18 all-time favorite songs? In which case, the CD would include a lot of older songs. Or, should I go with my favorite songs of '04? Because that would be kind of fun, and that'd be a CD I'd be more likely to use, listen to, and keep. (I already have CDs of all of my all-time favorite songs and listen to them a lot.)

So, I kind of like the idea of a "Best of '04" CD, which is also easier because it narrows down my choices for me. But it will definitely be more of a "pop" album then. But that's ok, right? And another problem is that, in picking songs from early '04, some of the popular songs might seem overplayed by now. But that's a risk you run in making a year-end compilation, right?

I'll definitely post my playlist when I'm done. I hope whoever gets it will enjoy it.

Shout Outs

I just wanted to recognize some blogs that have recently recognized me.

First, Public Defender Dude, which I've read for a long time. For a while, I was worried that PDD was no longer going to be a PD, but apparently that's changed now, and he's back. Check that out.

I've noticed a few other new links lately. My guess is that most found me because of the link on The Volokh Conspiracy. Either way, check out: Power and Control, Catastrophic Victory, Various and Sundry, Carpundit, American On Line, mellow-drama and Nudum Pactum.

Now, I've noticed two things. First, Public Defender Dude points out that I'm not as "serious" as him (or, at least, that my blog isn't as serious as his) and American On Line files my blog under "some others" and not under "law links." So, yeah, I talk about TV and pop culture probably more than I talk about law here. I think that part of that is because I worry about writing too much about my job. I just wouldn't feel comfortable writing a "Week in the Life of Blonde Justice" series because I fear that it'd be too difficult to keep both myself and my clients anonymous. But I'm still a lawyer, and I'm still doing the law thing, even if I don't write about it as much as other people do.

And honestly, I'm the kind of person who suffered through law school just so I could do what I do. I survived three years of reading and briefing cases just so that I could be in a courtroom and help my clients. I don't have much interest in reading cases, briefing cases, following developing legislation or discussing decisions, except to the extent that I can apply them to my clients and the cases I handle. And, as I just mentioned, I try not to write specifically about my clients or my cases, so that means I don't end up discussing new legislation or decisions much either.

So, I hope that doesn't disappoint anyone too much. There are a lot of other great blogs to read if you're looking for some serious discussions about cases. And they probably handle it better than I would anyway. So, read those blogs for that law stuff, and then come read my blog for a mix of a few war stories, a public defender's point of view on current events, and a lot of pop culture (especially TV). After all, that's what makes me Blonde Justice.

Thanks to everyone linked to me and who has come here and checked me out. I hope you've enjoyed it.

Everyone's Accounted For

I'm worried about those FBI guys (and girls) on Without A Trace.

You see, I just got around to watching the latest episode, and, would you believe, no one went missing this week?

I don't really like when these TV shows start getting into the characters' personal lives. I just don't care. C'mon, let's go solve some mysteries or whatever it is you do. But, I realize that some viewers must like that, and I'll try to live with it when the episode is sprinkled with just a few lines about the characters and who they're sleeping with or whatnot.

But, honestly, if I want to watch a show about whose sleeping with who, I'll watch one of those types of shows. And when I tune it to Law & Order, CSI, or Without A Trace, I'm tuning in to see some mysteries solved.

Mostly, though, I'm worried for those FBI guys. I mean, a whole week, especially around the holidays, and not one person disappeared? Not even for a minute? I'm worried there will be some layoffs in the Bureau, or, at the very least, transfers to a city with more disappearances. I just hope it doesn't come to that. You know I'll keep you updated.

Look Up

In case you hadn't noticed (yet), I did change the little tagline at the top of my blog. Sorry, Jon Stewart, your time has passed.

The "No Eating, Sleeping, Sitting or Spitting" is part of what the court officers here say when they open court in the morning.

And "Prosecutors Will Be Violated?" I guess that speaks for itself.

Tips for Parents

Parents - Looking for a good way to get your child to help out around the house more?

How about embarassing the crap out of them by moving to the driveway?

Yeah, that should do it.

(A Little) More on Traffic Court

It's my blawg, so I will answer all of the issues raised here, in response to this post, here in a new post rather than in the comments. Because I can.

First, no you're not entitled to an attorney in traffic court (under the Constitution I believe you must be facing jail to be entitled to an attorney, but individual states can set lower standards if they'd like). But that doesn't mean you can't be represented by an attorney. In honor of all private attorneys trying to make a living out there, I'd like to state that you can hire an attorney for pretty much anything you'd like to. Seriously, if you want to hire an attorney to come into the bathroom with you and make sure everything comes out ok (yes, dirty pun intended), you can do that, if you can find at attorney willing to do that. And I'm sure you could. In fact, there are some attorneys (I'm sorry, but we call them "rotunda rats") who will take your money to do just about anything.

Second, as far as whether or not you'll get a public defender in traffic court, I'm gonna say no. You're not entitled to one, that's pretty clear. And, as far as this idea about a public defender volunteering to do it - I agree with the poster who said that this would probably violate their malpractice insurance contract. That doesn't mean that a PD can't represent himself or a friend in traffic court, but he'd probably have to get permission to represent a friend, and representing a whole slew of strangers would probably be frowned upon.

However, I don't see any reason why a lawyer who's trying to start out on his own couldn't do this kind of thing to get some business rolling. The court, if significantly slowed down, might try to dissuade you, but I can't think of any ethical reason why you couldn't set up shop in the hallway of traffic court.

Finally, someone mentioned working on a $50 contingency fee. Eh... I don't really like that idea. I know, I know, parkingticket.com does it, but I know that it's considered an ethical violation to represent someone on a criminal matter on a contigency fee. I'm not sure that the same applies to traffic court, but it might. I'm not going to do the research right now, but maybe if I have some gunners in the audience who aren't kept busy enough by studying for finals, maybe you could look into it and post a comment?

Either way, you could make some good money I suppose. Most people would probably rather pay an attorney than the court, and, at the very least, avoid points on their license. And traffic trials are quick - I recently saw one that took about 20 minutes. An officer came, he said that he saw a driver change lanes in the middle of an intersection, nearly hitting another car. The defendant had brought an attorney, primarily, I believe, because he was a cab driver and a reckless driving ticket could hurt his career. The defense attorney asked a few questions of the officer - where were you when you saw it, how fast were they going, how fast were you going, how much later did you stop him, etc. The defendant then testified that, basically, he cut into his lane, and he moved slightly to one side to avoid hitting that car, but that he didn't move far enough to effect traffic in the next lane. The judge took a minute, flipped through the code books, and came back with an acquittal. My guess is that she probably erred in the defendant's favor, not simply because the prosecution had the burden of proof blah blah blah, but because she didn't want to see this man lose his livelihood.

Ok, that's enough about traffic court. (Although, blogging about traffic court has been HUGE for my numbers, thanks in no small part to this link on volokh.com - today was my highest traffic by, oh, about 20 times over.) Anyway, I'm through with traffic court, and I'm now moving onto bigger and better things - picking a jury!

Like A Girl

Ha! I just love this t-shirt!

I Fought The Law...

Alright, now for MY traffic court story. About a month-or-so ago, I got a parking ticket for parking in a "driveway." Everything on the ticket was wrong - the color of my car, the address where it said I was parked, the name of the street, what the ticket was for (on one part it said I was parked in a crosswalk, on another it said I was parked blocking a driveway), and I was given the "Officer's Copy" of the ticket - which didn't even say what day I could come to court to fight the ticket.

That's it, I decided, I'm going to traffic court to fight this crap. And I'm broke enough that it's worth it to fight tooth and nail to save $50.

But first, a little background. A few years ago, when I was still in law school and my boyfriend was just starting off his career as a clerk, money was tight. (And it still is, by the way.) I, in my usual helpful way, would often advise my boyfriend on ways to save money. The primary way that I suggested was that he needed to start brown bagging his lunch. No, he refused. That boy will not eat sandwiches, will not touch leftovers. Instead, he insisted in going to a little Italian deli in the neighborhood of his office where all the Italian men gathered to watch football. The upside? On occasion, he'd bring home fresh mozzarella. Again and again, I explained that if he was spending $5-10 on lunch everyday, he could save $25-50 by packing his lunch. Nope, not happening.

But now, I suppose, it paid off. We walked into traffic court, and the court officer waved us out into the hall. Uh oh, trouble already. Maybe I'd been busted as a PD and would be forced to wait all day to see the judge. Instead, though, the officer turned to my boyfriend, "Hey! Remember me?" It turned out that the Italian Deli guy's son was all grown up and now working as a court officer. Apparently, he had also heard yesterday's story, and told me that he'd put my ticket at the top of the pile.

The judge seemed like a nice woman. I suppose she was a part-time practicing attorney and did the traffic court gig on the side. (I meant to remember her name so I could look this up, but I forgot. It was some kind of weird name. Sorry.) I sat in the audience while she heard a few cases and noticed that she was dismissing most of the cases. She seemed to acknowledge that the traffic cops were wrong most of the time. Even in cases where people admitted their guilt, if they had more than one ticket she would say, "Alright, pay the oldest one and I'll dismiss the rest."

Which almost made me wish I had gotten more than one ticket. I mean, I figured if I was going to end up paying this one ticket, maybe I should've done some more bad things.

Finally (after waiting all of 10 minutes), I saw the Italian Deli Officer lean over to the judge, hand over my ticket, and whisper something. Then my case was called. I had seen in the previous cases that the judge liked seeing photos and, luckily, I had photos.

"May I approach, Judge?" The judge stopped and looked up at me.
"Come on up, counselor." Whoa, how did she know?

I showed the photo and began to explain. Wrong address, no driveway...

"Dismissed"

...no crosswalk, wrong color car...

"Counselor, it's ok, it's dismissed."

"...and to be honest, judge, I thought this ticket was some kind of joke when I first saw it."

"Ok, counselor, calm down, dismissed."

So, yeah, I was nervous. I'm not sure why. I was more nervous fighting for my $50 than I am in criminal court fighting to keep my clients out of jail. But, in the end, it worked out - Case Dismissed, and an extra $50 for Christmas shopping in my pocket.

Outside, my boyfriend turned to me and said, "Well, I was right and you were wrong. Aren't you glad I refused to bring my lunch?"

And, now I know that if my current job doesn't work out, I can always try for a job at parkingticket.com.

Adventures in Traffic Court

Hey, did you hear the one about the criminal defense attorney who had to go to traffic court?

Yeah, the story goes like this. She shows up in traffic court, and I guess she figures, "Hey, I'm a PD, I'm friends with some court officers where I appear in court, maybe I can get myself out of here quick..." She approaches a court officer and says, "Hey, I'm a PD, I'm missing court, do you think you could get me out of here quick?"

"Ha!" The court officer laughs. "A P.D.? You'll wait till the end of the day." And, with that, the court officer took her ticket and put it at the bottom of the pile.

The attorney, not easily deterred, then stood up and addressed everyone who was waiting in the courtroom. "Can I have your attention please? I'm a defense attorney and I've just been informed that I will be here all day. Therefore, if anyone wants a free attorney today, please follow me into the hall and give me your information." The attorney proceeded to gum up the works by helping each person and standing up on every case, citing rules and laws that were unheard of in lowly traffic court. The court, which usually closed in the morning, remained open all day. Tickets that were routinely paid had to be dismissed.

And that, my friends, was the last time any defense attorney had to wait in traffic court in that city.

Plane Tickets? Check.

I just bought my airline tickets for my next big vacation. I won't say when or where I'm going, but boy, am I excited. Hopefully I can make it to vacation before this burn out that I've been trying to fight off finally takes over.

All About the Benjamins

A lot of other bloggers have discussed what public defenders make and whether that's a reasonable wage, etc.

"Overworked and Underpaid" is an oft used expression, but maybe it doesn't give enough context. Want context?

Today, I walked passed a Starbucks. I found myself thinking, "Hmm... if I could work one day on the weekend, and maybe two nights a week..." and "if I could work 20 hours a week, I'd get health benefits..." This continued for a while.

Tonight, I come home, turn on my laptop, and check my bank account. "Bingo. One hour left until payday and I made it!"

That's context. I'm poor. Send money.

Now, if I only got paid per plea, as some of my clients would have you believe...

Real? Real Ugly.

Hey, what's the deal with the guys on The Real World this season? Could they have found uglier guys? Not Willie and Karamo, of course, and cute gay guys are good...

But Landon and M.J.? Not attractive. Want proof? Check this out. It amazes me that they get chicks. And they do. Cute chicks too. Amazing.

Don't worry, I am working on a post on law-related TV shows. But, tonight I'm watching my Tivo-ed Real World episodes.