Talk about nasty stuff! I’ve started getting spam comments all over my blog. I’ve been trying to delete them, but I may have missed a few. My apology for any that I may have missed.
I have enough to do without trying to edit the spam out of my blog. For Pete’s sake, I’m still having trouble getting my calls returned. I guess I’m used to it in my email, but this abuse of my blog challenges my faith in humanity. Who are these people? Don’t they have any self respect? If you ask me, it’s a pretty low thing to do.
So I’ve been fiddling with the blogger.com settings, and I think I’ve figured out how to make this a “moderated” blog. That means that no comments go up on the blog until I approve them. I’d rather not have to bother with that. I sure don’t have time for it. I just want to be left alone so I can practice law.
I would not have known that setting this up as a moderated blog was an option, except that another kind blogger emailed me and suggested it. He was a good man, and I thank him. Guess there’s hope for humanity yet.
The Vogager Bank is next door to the building where I office. Looks as if it was just robbed this afternoon.
My client scheduled for 4 pm seems to not have gotten here yet. That could be the traffic; or it could be that the neighborhood is surrounded with police who may be obstructing traffic. I’m not sure, but I wouldn’t be surprised if there are some road blocks in place. I just was visited by a very polite police officer and his quite pleasant but very focused and very large police dog. No, there wasn’t anyone else in the office with me just now.
Apparently they are looking for two guys, one of whom may be loose in my building.
More on this later.
A few days ago I and close family made our annual pilgrimage to the Macy’s Santa land display. I admit that to me it’s still the Dayton’s Christmas display. A sign of the times I guess was that for the first time ever as far as I can remember, they had the same theme for the second year in a row – Day in the Life of an Elf.
As we entered the display area in the 12th floor auditorium, I did see something – well someone actually – that I had never seen there before. It was Mrs. Santa Claus greeting everyone as they entered. Several in my group seemed embarrassed and ignored her, but I had to stop and chat a minute.
“What’s your name?” asked Mrs. Santa.
“Davy” I said. I figured I better use the name I went by when I was a little kid or she wouldn’t know who I was.
“Davy,” she said. “You’re on the NICE list. Such great accomplishments!”
Well, that was good to know.
So now that I know that I’m officially NICE, let me wish you-all a Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and Happy Hanukkah – and happy Whateverelseyoumaycelebrate!
It’s been brought to my attention that the embedded Google map on my directions page at my web site shows my office as being on the north side of I-394, when in fact it is on the south side. I swear when I set that up a few months back it was working correctly.
So now I have to find time to fix that. It may yet be a few days. I do my web sites with the 2007 edition of Microsoft Expression Web. So far when I have tired to embed a Mapquest map to replace the Google one, the program goes berserk. I’ll fix that soon, even if it means buying a newer version of the program.
Meanwhile I notice that some one’s been posting spam comments after some of my entries here. I’m going to delete every one of them that I’m aware of right now. Another despicable practice. Doesn’t anybody have any self-respect anymore?
Well, that trip to Tucson was wonderful. Whatever tan I may have acquired is just about gone already, sad to say. And if the economy is getting any better, there’s sure no sign of it in my office. I am crazy busy. It took me until the end of the day on Thursday to return my calls up to what I had received by Tuesday; and right now – end of the day on Friday – I am still going through emails from Wednesday.
I am returning my calls and I am responding to my emails, but please be patient with me. I am doing my best to actually respond to everyone – eventually.
Time to leave this office for the weekend. My daughter’s wedding day is tomorrow. Lots to do. Rehearsal in a few hours.
I spent time at the office this past Saturday, but not after first taking a long walk at the Westwood Hills Nature Center in St. Louis Park. It was quite beautiful, with the maples already turning a bright red.
There’s a part of the trail that goes over a board walk which extends right through part of the lake. On that section of the trail I noticed out in the middle of the lake some birds that I must say look like loons to me. I have seen them there in prior years, always in the spring or the fall. They seem to make Westwood Lake one of their stops as they migrate either north in the spring or south in the fall. I guess they are already on their way south.
For me there seems to be something uplifting and reassuring about seeing them.
I’m still unpacking, but at least I’m in my new office and the phones are hooked up.
I want to give special thanks to the following, who I will not refer to by name to protect the innocent:
- The crew who helped me move. They consisted of my my wife, two daughters, two sons in law, and a step-son-in-law.
- The technicians from Popp Telecom, who spent almost all day Friday trying to unscramble a spaghetti bowl of wires in this building so that my DSL, phone jacks and Ethernet jacks would work.
- The delivery crew from Office Liquidators in Plymouth, who disposed of some of my old furniture from my old location and delivered new or mostly new furniture to my new place. As close as I can figure, my old desk and chairs had been in use for 27 years – guess I got my use out of them.
- The staff from Senior Community Services, which is my new landlord. They have been very helpful and gracious. Before moving in I had asked them for new paint, new carpeting, a sign in the parking lot and some remodeling. They agreed to everything I asked for.
- They guys from Joe’s Carpeting – who after putting in the carpet have agreed to make some throw rugs out of the remnants for me.
- The neighborhood mail carrier – who is making an effort to see that my mail still gets to me.
This is not the first time I have had an office with a Wayzata Blvd. address. Between 1978 and 1980 I was at 6950 Wayzata Blvd. in Golden Valley. That building is no longer there. Long after I left, it was torn down to make room for I-394. It was next door to the Perkins which is still near the intersection of Highway 12 and Louisiana Ave. I had really forgotten about that old office, until I noticed that there was something familiar about having “Wayzata Blvd.” on my business card. Deja vu all over again.
This week I have gone to see both my dentist and my accountant. I like both of these guys, but going to see them tends to be a painful experience. I need both of these guys, but I wish I didn’t.
I suspect that the way I feel about seeing my dentist and my accountant may provide some insight into how people feel when they need to come see me for legal advice or representation. I am fairly certain that very few of my clients are glad about being my client – in fact none are glad about it. While I am certainly glad to see them, seeing me or having anything to do with me must certainly be difficult. If my clients had a choice, I’m sure they’d rather be somewhere else.
I mentioned these thoughts to one of my clients, who stated as follows : “I’m glad to have the company, but I’d rather have a different topic.” Credit to him for putting it profoundly and succinctly.
I’ll share one more fact. Between the dentist and the accountant, I’d rather go see the dentist.
Tomorrow, Monday December 29, 2008, is supposed to be the first day of my jury duty with Hennepin County. I just checked with the phone line, and they will not be needing me – at least not tomorrow morning. So for those of you who have had an appointment with me in the morning, I’ll be planning on being there.
The next time I have to check to see if they want me will be 12:15 pm tomorrow afternoon. I am supposed to call in and see if they need me for Monday afternoon. This annoying process will continue for the next two weeks or so. This has meant that I have had to be careful to not be scheduling any court appearances for any of my own cases with my own clients over the next two weeks. Over the past three months or so, I have been making an effort to schedule hearings on all of my cases before Christmas, so that I would have an open schedule now. This made for a dramatically busy December. With that rush over, it seems a bit quiet now; except that I am on call to run downtown and report as a juror to hear a trial.
I’ll be reporting more as this unfolds.