Well, we got the filing done today and it was a very big deal. I actually didn’t think it would be so big. I came in as a pinch hitter a couple of weeks ago, so I only knew the facts of the case that I’d been told. Once I started writing, though, everyone kept thinking of more relevant facts. The law was two pages (easy) and the facts were fifteen pages (plus over 100 pages of exhibits). About two hours before the whole megillah had to get finalized and go to court, I started making “point of diminishing returns” decisions. I knew that my client wanted “X” quote or “Y” document included, but there simply wasn’t time — especially because the X’s and Y’s were cumulative. That is, they simply reinforced points that we’d already made and supported. My philosophy, always, is better a brief that’s somewhat imperfect than a missed drop-dead deadline. I can deal with imperfections; I cannot (nor can any decent lawyer) deal with a missed filing date.
Yesterday was a fourteen-hour day and today an eight-hour day. I’m a little tired and am only now beginning to catch up on the news. It’s not that exciting.
Leftists are still calling baying for Republican senatorial blood after these “traitors” dared to make known the contents of the Declaration of Independence.
Hillary is still a crook, and a fairly inept one, who’s routinely saved only because she gets a pass from our incredibly corrupt media And I mean corrupt, not as in “taking bribes” corrupt, but as in “so ideologically tainted they will pervert truth to achieve their goals” corrupt.
Obama’s still complaining “why am I always the last one to hear about all the terrible thing’s that happen on my watch?”
The earth is still in the grip of a climate change so overpowering that it accounts not only for all the predicted events that didn’t happen, but also for all the un-predicted events that did happen. There is no God, but there is Gaia.
Oh, and something nice happened today: I snuck away from working on the pleading this morning just long enough to take myself to the physical therapist. This is my third session with him and I’m having less pain and more mobility than I’ve had in years.
The guy has magic hands. Really. No kidding. And — get this — he’s a libertarian/conservative who hates moral relativism, political correctness, victim status, and living life according to the dictates of your own navel. He even hates Obamacare! The hour spent with him is therapy for the body and happiness for the mind.
Unfortunately, he’s ferociously (and deservedly) expensive. Next session will be my last for at least a while. Still, I will have gotten more out of four sessions with him than out of all the other joint treatments I’ve gotten over the years. In other words, it was worth every penny — and that is how the free market works.
Now, having been in legal-land for the past 72 hours, I need to go through my inbox, pay bills, do laundry, and generally accomplish ordinary life tasks. I hope to be back tomorrow at my regularly scheduled times.