My trees are artificial, I don’t need no stinking permit. #ThousandOaks
Cold and Chilly Law School
Jumping into a chilly spring Fallen Leaf Lake run-off from a height.
My trees are artificial, I don’t need no stinking permit. #ThousandOaks
“We do the best we can.” Kaplan, Civil Procedure, Harvard Law School
What about the State Bar Professor Kaplan?!
“You don’t ask the questions, we do.” Professor Mary Miller, Contracts, Pepperdine Law School, 1984.
I have mine. Will they look the same?
I hope other attorneys question their State Bar Courts’ due process, equal protection, burden of proofs and conflicts of interest.
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If one is going to be a minority, one must be tough or learn to adapt quickly to changing circumstances.
“I Will Survive” Gloria Gaynor
Depends on the judge.
Now I understand Trump. “Big brother, find something else to do and keep your hands off. You’ve got your mission, let us do ours.”
Doctor, My Eyes! “Dark to my eyes…”
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long
‘Cause I have wandered through this world
And as each moment has unfurled
I’ve been waiting to awaken from these dreams
People go just where they will
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it’s later than it seems
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what you see
I hear their cries
Just say if it’s too late for me
Doctor, my eyes
Cannot see the sky
Is this the prize
For having learned how not to cry
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BROWNE, JACKSON
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