Today am supposedly blasted by an old school rapper defendant who has been sued by two of my clients for alleged sexual assault. He doesn’t have his lawyer call me up or write a letter. Nope. He issues (drum roll) a personal attack press release. Which by the way gains very little traction surely to the dismay of his PR firm. Here’s what it says according to TMZ.
The courtroom is filled with black and gray suits. Andrew is fiddling with the projector. Camera person sets up. Reporter sits down. I pull out my computer. Get it ready. The projector is a no go - but we've brought our own. Andrew switches them out. I plug in my computer. Mess around with the clicker. Battery works. But the back won't close. Ah. There it goes.
Click back and forth on a few slides. Works. Look up. Turn toward the back of the courtroom and see Cristina and Alysha. They've come to watch.
Once upon a time there was a lawyer who believed strongly in her clients' case. She fought hard. On the other side of the case was a defense lawyer she'd never met before. He didn't like her. He tried to bully her.
Defense counsel and I walk up to the Taney County Courthouse in Missouri. There is a red sign in the middle of the entrance door that says no cell phones or other electronic devices allowed in building.
Ten years ago (at age 47 if you must know) finished my stint as President of the Washington State Trial Lawyers Association. Our organization had helped the citizens of our state survive two consecutive initiative battles - caps on medical negligence damages and a roll back of the Insurance Fair Conduct Act. We were bashed by the insurance industry in the process via millions in TV ads.
Took on the small personal mission of sharing the inner workings of life as a plaintiff lawyer. Hoping that through transparency, others might see that lawyers were real people too.
Friday 9-10:00 am perform office work with Nala in tow 10:00 – 11:15 teleconference with AAJ committee. Anne takes Nala for a walk and brings her back. 11:15 – 12:30 Meeting with co-counsel and new client who is in full rigid body brace. Nala tries to tip her over. 12:30 – 1:15 Put Nala in car. Head to court but first stop off at Whole Foods Interbay as frig is bare. Pick up fruit.
After Thanksgiving, my brother sisters and I decide to sort through the few remaining boxes of mom's things. The contents of two storage units and a condo have been reduced to a pile of certificates, photos, and little treasures. We are at Greg and Laurie's craftsman house. Sitting around the living room. Creating our respective piles.
4:30 Slide sideways out of bed. Do everything necessary to get out of house. 5:15 Drop Nala off at downtown dog lounge. 5:45 Arrive at SeaTac. Park. Walk. Get thru security. Wait. Board. 7:00 Lift off. Eat lemon luna bar. Pull up P case on ipad. Exhibits have been loaded into Trialpad. Scroll through them. Nod off. Child kicks seat. Get back to work. Eat too many grapes.