StumpTown Blog

I’ve been a civil defense lawyer, a plaintiff’s lawyer, a criminal prosecutor, an administrative hearings officer and even consulted with criminal defense attorneys. But in my decade of professional legal work, I have never been a witness in a criminal trial. With any luck, that run is about to come to an end when I will be called as a witness in a Harrasment trial in September. If I can not find a way to work the phrase “you can’t handle the truth” into my testimony I will have to consider it one of the biggest failings of my legal career. Keep your fingers crossed. The crime (alleged) to which I was a witness took place in the dark, sorded world of MAX light rail travel. As you may know if you read this blog, I have already discussed MAX activity that should be criminal such as long, loud cell phone conversations and long, uninterrupted periods without bathing before riding MAX, but now comes the sinister true story of real MAX crime. The worst part of this story is that it is a

Just a quick note while I’m pretending to be taking notes at work. My Dad had the follow up appointment with his doctor to review the latest CT scan which was done on Monday. The CT showed that God is healing my father and whether He is using Gleevac I will leave up to you to decide. Whatever the case, the larger tumors that my Dad has (primarily on his liver), are shrinking. The smaller tumors, which are not causing problems at the moment, seem to be stable or possibly shrinking. There are no new tumors. Basically, this is the best case scenario. Additionally, the doctor discovered that my Dad had a sinus infection which his immune system appears to be handling quite well which is another good sign regarding his overall health. Anyway, it is great news and a great relief to my family. Praise God.

If you are a parent with children between 2 and 10 years old, chances are you have heard of the Wiggles. This is not what happens when your barely potty trained 3 year old “really, really has to go.” This isn’t the uncontrollable urge that comes over kids whenever they are asked to sit still. No, The Wiggles are a group of four men who lacked the talent or notion to get a real job and so they donned bright primary color t-shirts, started mainlining sugar and caffeine and began singing silly children’s songs while showing off their inexplicable happiness. Out of respect for you, the reader, I refuse to do research for this blog as the only place anyone does research anymore is the internet and unlike things on TV, everything on the internet is a pack of lies….unless it is on TV streaming over the internet, and then of course it is true. So, I could have some of my facts wrong here, but the Wiggles are 4 guys from Australia I think who sing children’s songs and have a kids TV show where

Dear Blog Reader, My humblest apologies for my prolonged absence, but I made myself a promise when I started this blog. That is, I promised myself that I wouldn’t turn it in to another responsibility in a life with about 8 too many as it is. I committed to myself that I would only blog when I felt like it and I wouldn’t feel guilty when I didn’t. Turns out, I’m only keeping the first half of that promise as I can’t manage to avoid feeling bad when I haven’t updated this silly blog, but I guess that personality trait may explain some of why I feel like I’m a bit over-laden with responsibility. Today’s update is to announce my embarking on a terrifying, but necessary project to repair the aged and neglected deck surrounding my house. Mixed in with some Summer fun with the crew pictured here, I will be spending the rest of the summer working on my deck. With any luck, I will keep you posted on the deck project at this blog if for no other reason than it is sure to produce comical stories