Sometimes I wish I could give a tiny classlet on the practical aspects of trial in Superior Court. Like: Why 15 to 18 binders of exhibits (and how not to), what else to bring, verdict slips, trial subpoena timing, which explicit deadlines aren't real, which implied deadlines are more important.
Zoom: In this professional meeting, be so soft-focus you appear to have no jawline, like a romantic, candelit worm. Teams: HIGH DEF FOREHEAD WRINKLES. Zoom: Sit amid a warm, glowy blur. When you sip your coffee, it will appear as if from nowhere. Magic. Teams: WANNA KNOW IF YOU HAVE CHIN HAIR.
ICE just kidnapped a nurse in Maine. Not a criminal. Not a threat. A nurse. Debora Kapisha was legally working at Maine Med, saving lives. ICE took her anyway. Abolish ICE.
I am wearing a white shirt and my bra is not showing. So. Basically that’s the victory. Nothing better is going to happen today.
"Mainstream media" is just six billionaires in a trenchcoat.
Client: I am really concerned about costs. Also client: *keeps me on the phone for 1 hour, 15 minutes after we mutually agree that there are three tasks to complete before making a decision*
Today, August 4, 2026, is the setting of Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” about a fully automated house continuing on after the family who lived there and the world around it died in a nuclear blast.
OSTRICH LIFE COACH: "Why do you keep sticking your head in the sand and avoiding your problems?" OSTRICH: "First of all, that is a bigoted stereotype. See Gonzales v. Ford Motor Co., 662 F.3d 931, 934 (7th Cir. 2011) ("Not that ostriches really bury their heads in the sand when threatened . . .")
I'm on a work trip We're discussing dessert after dinner, including madeleine My co-worker: what's a madeleine Me: that's why I like you, you've never read Proust
Dueling madeleines get Proustian at dawn.
Dueling philosophers choose Pascal's at dawn
Dueling plague researchers choose pustules at dawn.
Dueling mail carriers choose postage at dawn
I want to eat dinner in 1997: Steak tips, rice pilaf, salad with unambitious cucumbers a single, roll-away cherry and diet soda from a 2-liter bottle. Maybe a strange sour bake-at-home dinner roll. The unfulfilled promise of dessert.
So cool that whenever someone asks the president, “did you eat the Lindbergh baby” he’s like, “no but I’d be allowed to, I have the right to, I might do it later”
In 1988, Massachusetts passed a law requiring any oil painting sold at retail which was not "individually created and executed and signed by the artist" to be labeled "not an original."
Oddly, this is not how I sext:
Totally naked, baby
Perhaps if I were scheduling major work on IT systems at a law firm, I might not schedule it for the weekend between the end of one month and the beginning of another. Perhaps.
Do you ever get the sense that sometimes movies are meant to be something different than they are, like, “oh this isn’t an oddly beautiful but emotionally lopsided rom-com, this is sci fi set in a world exactly like our own, but without humor?”
August Rancor Massachusetts, Suffolk, Boston Tax Records, 1822-1918