you might want to turn your volume down.

it’s actually a real ethical rule.

you can’t sleep with your clients, unless you were already sleeping with them to begin with.

uh……okay. thanks, weird ethical rules of lawyering.

i bring this up because monday morning, bright and early, M slipped and fell in the un-fucking-salted employee parking lot at work.  now, i’ve fallen, and that sucks, but when M falls? that’s a big fucking issue, because the lady’s had some serious hip surgeries (read: two hip replacements and 24 other surgeries to correct hip dysplasia), complete with a titanium prosthesis.  and?  M fell directly on that hip.  and…..couldn’t walk.  or get up.  or, you know.  she did call me though.  and i may or may not have driven over to the court in a very illegal manner, and i may or may not have threatened some sort of nonsensical string of violence upon those responsible for not doing a single fucking thing to make the parking lot anything other than a goddamned orthapedic surgeon’s dream.  then i was told M was the FOURTH person that day to fall, and still nothing was done.  fuckers.

anyway, so M’s hip thing is okay, but the smart surgeon dude says she either fractured her pelvis or her greater trochanter bone.  what’s that?  look it up! no surgery though, i guess.  probably, he said.  whew.  but i want to represent her!  talk about the ultimate civil lawsuit!  too touchy though.  you know, suing the county that fucked you over because they fucked your girl over who you’re, you know……not a good call.

so….that’s the story.  in other news: robert is right about jim beam black.  and christopher!  i’m going to have to figure out my response to your self-esteem post. hmm.