Sunday, June 05, 2005

Black jacket by Kenneth Cole. Rainproof material. Bought for me spring 2000. A gift. The jacket I wore all the way through law school and one hideous temp job right after. I wore that jacket till the coldest week of last autumn. I visited you in the hospital wearing that jacket. I told you goodbye in that jacket. The last thing I'm holding onto from then, I'm going to let it go now. Giving it away. A gift (again). You'll have forgotten long before I do.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Can I just say that my favorite character in "the Life Aquatic with Steve Zizou" was Cody, the three-legged dog? Thanks.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

A new post. I'm working a lot of hours most weeks and spending my weekends in faraway places. I'm not a secret agent, I'm just a contract lawyer. It's working out well, thank you.

I've made some friends at work. It's not like that. This is all about music-exchange and maybe the occasional after work martini. Strange but I had to get the flu to prove I was like everyone else and get to be friends with people. At one point about 30 of the 70 attorneys on my floor had the flu, which was fairly unproductive for the workplace. Unfortunately for you, lawyer-hater, we all survived. Now we're thinking of suing Caterpillar for, you know... being there.

Oh, and we got high-speed at home now, so that's nice. And the dog went to the vet. He's healthy, but his nuts haven't grown back yet. So, still no puppies.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Blue-cheese bacon burger. Fries. Chocolate milkshake.

Dog walk. Dog park. Dog bath.

Super glue. Super market. Super Bowl (tm).

(Sorry--"The Big Game." Since I didn't buy the license.)

Election. Erection. Condescension.

Mystified. Stupefied. Exemplified.

This is my blog and I'll waste the space if I want.

Sunday, January 30, 2005

The word of the day is: election.

I saw Christopher Hitchens on C-SPAN earlier today, accurately describing the al-Zarqawi scum as not the "Arab Street," and not even the "Arab sewer." They are, as declared agents against democracy in Iraq, beneath contempt. They are hateful and murderous, and though the election today will not stop them killing ever more people, it will prove that the job in Iraq is getting done.

It may be said that this is not an election proper. I doubt that it matters to Iraqis. I think there is great symbolic currency in elections, even (especially?) in one so limited in practical effect. There was this election, there will be a constitutional congress, there will be a ratification vote on October 15, and a final election on December 15. The country will go into effect independent of the US occupation authority by the end of the year.

Those opposed to the Iraq election did not stop it. I doubt they will stop any of the other dates in the process. The next big date I will look for will be when the Iraqi government, such as it is elected, executes a Status of Forces Agreement with the United States. That will be real power, the power of the central government to enter into an international treaty. SOFAs are a big deal--I lived in a few countries under their protections and rules, and have retained some measure of respect for what they represent.

It's a good day for Iraq and for the world.

Friday, January 21, 2005

I like I've eaten a can of soup (I mean, the can) and chased it with a coil of razor wire.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

I just read this week's posting on the Becker-Posner blog, and was dee-lighted to read two excellent (but very accessible) postings on "tort reform," especially with regard to federal limitations on medical malpractice awards. This is an especially interesting topic for me, because among other reasons it always seems to provoke arguments at familial gatherings. But not within my family. In my girlfriend's family, there are doctors, lawyers (not just me), AND insurance agents, so the med-mal pyrotechnics can be stimulating indeed, especially after dinner, when the merlot has had time to set in.