A New Day! A New Way!

good list jill. it wasn't so easy was it? takes time.
i suppose now someone is going to create a tag about five jobs we would most love to be allowed to do. i can do that. the hard part is all the linking and back and forthing. for me anyway. the good thing is it is a good way to get to know how people think and feel about things.

Interesting. One of my biggest problems with practicing law was that I'm an introvert, and I was in court all the time. Being in court is essentially the same thing as acting, and it wore me out. I liked preparing, but the performing sucked the life out of me. The reason I couldn't be a public defender is because there is no attorney on earth who spends more time in court than does a public defender.

Personally, I think the Public defender is the noblest of our public empolyees, because it is the public defender upon whom democracy rests. I'd actually like to see more of them - they carry twice (or more) the case load of our prosecuting attorneys, which means that the deck is stacked against the poor, often wrongly charged, defendent. You know, even with good representation, 10% of all people in jail are innocent. A vigorous defense, guilty or innocent, is all the stands between us and tyranny.

Sorry. I didn't mean to get on my soapbox.

I'm with you on the other ones. Heights don't bother me, though I don't like to spend much time in highrises. I've been in them during earthquakes, and I was under the WTC on the morning of 9/11/01. I've turned into something of a wide open spaces kinda guya guy.

I was there early - very early - hours before. I was there for a four game series between the Red Sox and the Yankees, and my Sox lost the first three. The only reason they didn't lose the fourth was because it was a rainout. Of course, they didn't call the game until midnight, and by the time we ate and got on the train, it was 2AM. I imagine I was under the WTC around 2:30 or so. I was in Newark the next morning for my flight home when the first plane struck. We could see the smoke from my gate. Bleah.

The whole thing was awful. I don't know how New Yorkers manage. I have friends who worked nearby. One worked for the Wall Street Journal, and ended up in the hospital for a month due to all the stuff he inhaled (and then he sent his friend Daniel Pearl to Pakistan). Oy!

I had six days to contemplate my life in the wake of the attack (before i could get a flight out), and had closed my law practice and left Washington State less than two months later. Life is too short to spend it doing things you don't like.

Thanks for asking.