Last week my cousin Steven got married. He’s a Manhattan corporate lawyer.

I can’t imagine marrying a lawyer, let alone dating one. Come to think of it, I have no idea how my girlfriend even puts up with me.

Steven and his bride Meredith got married in Manchester, Vermont. The town, the wedding, the bride, and the hotel my family stayed at…

…were all beautiful. The hotel was directly across the street from the Manchester courthouse. Which was like twice the size of a car.

If you practice law in Chicago try your cases at the Richard Daley center…

…the building I’m currently working at, and you piss off one of the judges, it’s no big deal. I mean, it is a big deal for your client, but it’s not the end of your career.

On the other hand, if you practice law in Manchester, Vermont and you piss off the judge…

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-Rick Lax

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Before law school, I read a book a week. Now that it’s summer and I don’t have 30 pages of Complex Civil Procedure and 35 pages of Products Liability to trudge through every day, I’ve resumed my book per week regimen.

(I’ve never actually read any of these books.)

Yesterday I picked up “Elephant Bucks: An Inside Guide to Writing for TV Sitcoms.”

On the second page of the first chapter the author recounts the events leading up to his first sitcom job:

“Opportunity came knocking! Bill read and returned my scripts with brutal notes. Brutal. Bur I swallowed hard and rewrote. More notes. Just as brutal. More spec scripts. Six months went by. Nothing. I felt panic, despair, and the looming specter of law school.”

In the next paragraph, the author explains why beginning TV writers should write “spec scripts”:

“You’re writing this script on your own, “on spec,” to learn how to do it right, to avoid going to law school…”

Okay. We get it. Law school is difficult. Going to law school means facing reality. It means grow up. But “looming specter”? Is this guy being melodramatic—he is a TV writer—or is this how people actually feel about law school? Do a lot of people go to law school as a backup plan?

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I’ve now worked a full week at the Cook County State’s Attorney Office, Traffic Court Division. The pace is lightning-quick and the Assistant State Attorneys are helpful and friendly. (But even if they weren’t it’s not like I’d say so on this blog.)

Here’s an observation from each day at work so far:

Day 1: A defendant wore a t-shirt featuring a photo of rapper Tupac Shakur giving the finger. His case was dismissed.

Day 2: The stapler broke…or so I thought; one of the clerks explained, “It’s not broken. It’s just that every time you staple something, you have to open the stapler up and push the staples down by hand.”

Day 3: A defense attorney moved to have a case dismissed, telling the judge that he had subpoenaed a document from the State months ago and hadn’t received it. The document was in his hand.

Day 4: Somebody was caught driving 109 in a 55 zone.

Day 5: Everybody kept telling me how light their caseloads were. I told them that Illinois drivers were behaving themselves because they knew that if they didn’t, they’d have to answer to me.

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