Vegas Licks

Looks like my blog-papa's been mainlining Mick and the boys. I'll be doing the same in t-minus 3 hours, 45 minutes or so at the MGM. (Sorry, Lifehouse; SC/Notre Dame calls.) Here's the rundown on last night's show at the Hard Rock's 1,700-person venue, The Joint.

Head Flotsam

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(Are you watching 24?)

[Later] 24 trivia: both Penny Johnson Jerald (Sherry Palmer) and Dennis Haysbert (David Palmer) were in Clint Eastwood's 1997 Absolute Power.

Inversions

Mickey Kaus recently called weblogs wormholes to other perspectives. In honor of this insight, the Thanksgiving holiday and Bag and Baggage's birthday, it occurred to me that for everything that makes me thankful, there is someone, somewhere, who would have quite a different reaction. The following is a tribute to those other subjective evaluations of experience. Though the sentiments expressed here are precisely the opposite of my own, in many instances -- as in many things -- the other side has a certain inexplicable charm.

I am pissed off Frank Paynter made me realize people might enjoy reading about legal stuff now and then on a weblog. (Frank Paynter is pissed off he tops this list.)

I am pissed off that despite the fact my husband understands I am acquainted with an Angry Clam, a Dark Goddess of Replevin, a Burningbird, a Wonderchicken, a Waddling Thunder, a Superhyperdemonchild and a Doc, he never once has alluded in this context to the Seven Dwarves.

I am pissed off Gelson's holiday dinners are so delectable yet so reasonably priced.

I am pissed off my instructor never makes me do the toe stand, but encourages me to ease down into it when my knees are feeling okay.

I am pissed off my garage is purple. (Just the inside. But still.)

I am pissed off the Stones are still rocking.

I am pissed off all these bloggers I have never met play such a pivotal role in my daily well being.

I am pissed off all these bloggers I actually have met are even cooler and more impressive in person than on the Web.

I am pissed off so many people in so many parts of the legal field have decided writing a weblog is a good idea.

I am pissed off there's Google.

I am pissed off Chris Locke keeps the etorphine on hand to administer to RageBoy "as needed."

Minutes til "B-Day"

I am at the office fine tuning one of those briefs that, with any luck, makes sense and is well-written. [Turn of phrase yanked shamelessly from Howard] This means I'll be up and still chugging lukewarm coffee (the machines are off at this hour) when Bag and Baggage turns ONE at midnight. I can think of nothing more appropriate than to commemorate this blog's first year on Thanksgiving.

In the meantime, I'm so pleased to see some really top-notch women featured in the New York Times, on blogging yet. And really stunned to see my former-Property-professor-turned-Boalt-Hall-Dean resigning in the midst of a sexual harassment investigation. [via Howard] Although I attended law school during the cretaceous period, if memory serves Professor Dwyer was a fine looking fellow but his chances of seriously erring in judgment with any of my classmates went out the window with his lecture on riparian rights.

Who Says Blogs Don't Lead To Legal Work?

So now that AKMA's spilled the beans, you may have a better appreciation of why my nose is buried in briefing this week...