Days of Whine and Roses
A bunch of states legalized recreational marijuana use last week, and, as one commentator observed, it's probably a good thing, because a lot of people are going to need it after the election results.
I don't have much time for recreation of any sort. The OACDL death penalty seminar is this week, and despite never having represented a defendant in a death penalty case, I'm making two -- count'em, two -- presentations.
One of them is on oral argument in the Supreme Court. "We figured nobody has more experience with Supreme Court arguments than you do, Russ," said the person who recruited me for the topic. True that, if he meant, "We figured nobody in your office has more experience with Supreme Court arguments than you do, Russ." I had three this year. I had one in the previous five years.
At any rate, I think I've put together a pretty good show, and I'm pretty sure my use of sock puppets to simulate an actual oral argument is sure to be a crowd-pleaser.
Then the next morning, I do my annual "case update," where I tell everybody about the HORRRible decisions that have come out in the past year, the only limitation placed on my recitation of them being that the presentation is only an hour and a half.
So I've got to finish up on that. (I've got most of the case update done, but broke down in tears when I got to the
And then there's the brief I've got dye on the 28th in the 5th District, from a trial involving a transcript of 1,600 pages. That's after just finishing a brief on a 1,400 page transcript, working on another one of 900 pages, and after I get those done, there's a brief in an aggravated murder case awaiting me, with a transcript of 1,700 pages.
Plus, the sun's in my eyes, and the other team isn't playing fair.
Which is a roundabout way of saying that I don't' have any posts for this week. I'll have one for next week, as I make my preparations for Thanksgiving dinner, and then will resume my normal schedule the following week.