Rock'n'Roll

Work has picked up a lot.  I always seem to forget how little I know about the law until something falls from the sky and onto my desk that I've never seen before.

Being an attorney is tough at times.  I think there's a perception that we're invulnerable, some species of calculating machines with huge reserves of secret, society-shaping information.  And while it's true that we've had some education on rules that govern how people can interact, I tend to think of lawyers as just better-than-average readers.  That's the great majority of my job.  Reading, and being as sure as possible that when I give an opinion, it's worth the money people pay for it.  Which is rarely easy, though I can't say I don't like it.

Working within the legal system, it's also easy to forget how people feel when they enter a courthouse, often for the first time.  It's scary.  It was nerve-wracking for me for a long time before I got the used to the flow of the system, the reassuring clockwork that describes the rhythm of the setting of dates and the hearings of Very Important Matters.  These are things I hope not to forget, things I hope not to take for granted. 

I'm studying up on Qualified Domestic Relations Orders.  If you say that ten times fast, you may fall asleep at about the 4th go-round.  Still, they're important.  And if you ask me about them, we can have a chat about why that's the case, though we should have the conversation at a coffee shop with a couple cups of espresso just to be on the safe side.

Here's a little musical caffeine to wake you up.

Seamonsters - Wagon Wheel 2(OCMS) by seamonsters

P.S. Is there any use for this particular "talent" I have? I've been annotating my friend Taylor's Facebook profile pictures even long after he's moved out to California. Taylor, I apologize in advance, but I doubt anyone on the Internet has ever heard of you. Take it as a compliment that I'm posting your pictures all over the web.  Here are some examples of my prowess:

Despite his lack of any formal education, the out-of-work Abercrombie & Fitch model made a steady stream of income testing the toxicity of various household cleaning products. "Needs more lemon," he coughed after quaffing a shot of Windex's Easy-Clean: All-Purpose De-Greaser.

As the unsuccessful Justin Timberlake impersonator begins to question his vocation, he flees into the mountains to reflect. Can I, too, truly bring sexy back? Seated around a campfire one night, the pieces begin to fall into place. He forms a half smile and thinks: Yeah, yeah I can.

"Toss me the rock!" the half-submerged kayaker from the Blue Team exclaimed. Little did he know that an opposing player from the dreaded Red Team had painstakingly created a rock that was the exact size and shape of a volleyball. As the deranged kayaker hurled the deadly object at the unfortunate man wearing the number 12 he cackled inwardly, "Perhaps that young gentleman will be more careful about his choice of words next time."

Feel free to submit your own versions.  Taylor is a somewhat understanding individual, and he is perhaps in need of an unrealistic assessment of how the world perceives him.  AND this is a healthy way to passive-aggressively poke fun at those more beautiful than you.

Heck, while I'm at it, here's another song we recorded this past weekend.  We're all friends here, so put on your headphones and have a chuckle about my attempts to play the electric bass.  This is just a rough draft, an idea for a cover of a really good song.  We'll make it better later, for sure.

Seamonsters Mass Romantic (Rough New Pornographers cover) by seamonsters