Worked all weekend. Bed at 11:00 pm. Up at 3 am. Still not prepared. Too much for one man. Up against entire firm. Client’s dad bitches me out just before trial starts. I tell him to F off. I start to lose my vision with onset of migraine about an hour in. Somehow, it never becomes full-blown headache. Vision clears. Trial goes like crap. End of day, dad is fine, and says this was our best day yet–says all his family agrees. I doubt. It. Judge has nose so far up defense lawyer’s ass that I am embarrassed for him.
Vending machine crackers my only sustenance all day until 10:30 Wendy’s Bacon Double Cheeseburger and “Value Fries” [$2.18]. But at least my one beer just before retiring was ice-cold.
Worked til 11:30 pm last night. Wake up call at 4:15 this a.m.
John nearly beat Doe
p.s. To LTB and Mike I leave my blog. To my dear wife I leave the dog. To my poker buddies I leave my lucky hat. To Gramps I leave the last inch of the Cuervos Especial Gold that is sitting on the window ledge. That’s about all I own. Goodbye world.