Some things are just more exciting in the movies

I just finished watching Annapolis (better good, hot guys, no shirts, no complaints). Half the movie the guys are boxing, which just looks like it would be so much fun to see in person. However, having attended my first ever boxing match last night, I concluded that it is just better in the movies. There were no dramatic knockouts, no blood flying anywhere, no nothing. Even the 5 drinks I had prior to the matches didn't help the entertainment value. Atleast they were selling beer at the venue or the whole adventure might have been a waste of a Friday night.

*I am willing to say that some matches might be worth seeing live. Like if it was some big name, top ranking guys. Obviously, since I do not live in Vegas or some other big city that draws sporting events like that, this was likely not a high quality boxing situation.

Let me tell you about my neighbor

My neighbor, luckily does not live on my street, but does live on one of the main streets into our neighborhood. I have to drive past his house to get to mine. Let's call him Bubba (for reasons that will become clear).

On Wednesday of this week, Bubba put up two homemade signs in his yard. These signs say 'If you called Animal Control Stop By".

You see Bubba has a mean dog. I have encoutered said dog while walking my dogs in the neighborhood. During these encounters, Bubba has to put his beer down* to control this mean dog. Apparently someone in the neighborhood had enough of Bubba's mean dog and called Animal Control. Of course, rather than recognizing the problem as his barely controlled dog, Bubba has taken issue with someone being afraid of his dog and contacting the authorities.

The signs are still up, but are being destroyed by the constant rain we've had today. I hope tomorrow they will be gone and not replaced with new ones.

*I have rarely seen Bubba without a beer in his hand: Bubba walks to his mailbox, he's got a beer in his hand. Bubba cuts down our bank to go fishin', he's got a beer in his hand. Bubba walks his dog, he got a beer in his hand. Bubba sits in a bag chair in his front yard with his mean dog waiting for the person who called Animal Control to "stop by" with a beer in his hand. I think I could start my own law firm with the money he spends on beer in a month.*

Clients...blah

So I really really am not so good at working friday afternoons. I just lose motivation which is why I never scheduled Friday afternoon classes in law school. But since I no longer control all my scheduling, I got stuck with a client meeting at 5:15 on Friday. Grr. So no big deal, I got some mindless stuff done then realized it was 20 after. No client. 5:30. Still no client. Now I am annoyed. I mean really if you are going to request a late appointment atleast show up. No such luck in my world. Maybe that is just karma coming to bite me for all the Fridays that I walk out of the office at 5 sharp.

Anyone know where I can buy some patience?

Here is what I have decided about why people get frustrated with the legal system in our country. It takes too freaking long. I have been waiting on a ruling on a summary judgment motion since I started. Keep in mind that I do all criminal work so the only thing I have that is subject to civil rules of procedure is habeas corpus stuff. Since the guy is on death row, you would think they would get it in gear but no.

So basically, it drives me crazy how long everything takes. I am not a patient person to start with and this does not help. Of course, the first response to a motion to dismiss I did resulted in the appeal being denied a mere 24 hours later. Why is it that bad news is the only thing that comes quickly?