I had just mowed our 1-acre yard on a late-April Saturday in 1987. Suddenly, I dropped my ice water. A blond-haired, blue-eyed 6th grader was pedaling her Schwinn bicycle by our house. I was pretty sure I recognized her from school–she was the new girl…Julie Scott? Yeah, that’s right…she’d just […]
Today, I thought we’d enjoy a family activity: carving a pumpkin for that demonic holiday I love so much that takes place on Friday. Emilie the Teen drew the design; Pretty Bride carved it; I supervised, and Maddie the Toddler ate the eyeballs. She didn’t like it and almost immediately […]
I’ve written before about trying a case with my zipper unzipped, but today I’d like to disclose some of my favorite verbal blunders during cross examinations the last 4 years, just in case I ever start getting cocky about never losing at trial. 1) Plaintiff is on the stand, and […]
For the rest of my life, I will remember exactly where I was when I learned that no more Zima would be made. It was October 20; I was driving on I-24 West towards Nashville, passing Winchester, TN. I had to pull over and cry. I felt as though I’d […]
This statue is on Broadway in downtown Nashville, where I was today. He used to have a guitar; now he just has broken fingers and an opened right fist that resembles planned masturbation. What I want to know is this: who is the sorry sack o’ shit who ripped off […]
