A is for Annoying

There is an unexpected downside to practicing law in Arkansas. Books that survey a legal topic state by state are always arranged alphabetically, so the books will never lay flat on my desk when turned to 'Arkansas.' I have encountered this problem repeatedly. Lawyers in Michigan don't know how good they have it.

More Lumens, More Learning

The projector in classroom 305 got a new bulb yesterday, ushering in a new era of clarity and legibility. Note-taking is going to be a piece of cake for the rest of the semester.

Honored?

I hate to look a gift horse in the mouth, but one has to question the prestige of an award certificate that bears the URL of the website from which it was downloaded.

The Lawyer-Client Disconnect

Here is the impression I get from the real, live lawsuits I have been exposed to in the past few weeks. The paper war over any given sub-issue in a lawsuit is likely to involve a couple of motions from each side, one or two written arguments from each side in support of or opposition to each motion, and possibly an in-person hearing. Researching and writing any of the legal documents involved is very time-consuming.
The upshot is that lawyers experience litigation as a constant stream of looming deadlines; their clients experience litigation as months-long (and fabulously expensive) stretches of time during which nothing gets decided. No wonder they hate us.

Need a Break

Spring break needs to hurry up and get here. My work ethic is slipping badly. Even though I have a light class schedule, lately I have been waiting until the last minute to blitz through my reading assignments. I need a week off to reset my study habits.

Supply and Demand in Action

Enjoy this map of my workplace parking options. I usually park in the $3.50 lot, but as the weather warms up the $2.25 option is getting more attractive.

Long Day

One of my classes met tonight to make up for a day we missed during last month's snow storms. That meant working from 8:30 to 5:30, then sitting in class from 7:00 to 9:00. Also, it's my birthday.
I would complain, but some part-time students might read this. For them, this is a normal schedule. For four years. Ouch.