f/k/a archives . . . real opinions & real haiku

I haven’t had law school homework for almost thirty years — and I sure didn’t

plan on doing any over Memorial Day Weekend.  But, our favorite supplicant,

Professor Bainbridge, left me an assignment.  If it’s not optional, it better be

extra-credit.

 

  Steve and Sam and the gang are probably already tooling down a

West Coast highway, in search of gourmet food and fine wine, secure in the

knowledge that Bainbridge fanatics are filling that e-tip jar and clicking through

on all those weblog ads.  Meanwhile, I’m looking at microwave popcorn and a

$4 bottle of Chilean merlot bottled in Slovenia for my evening.

 

Hopefully, in a world where law professors are making the rules, recycling your

own work doesn’t count as plagiarism.   So, my research will start here:

• me and my “pal” professor B 
  
• tears for the mendicant professor 
  
• getting kinky — a cuban cigar and Prof. B

After that, I’ve got to hope inspiration strikes and that Steve’s an easy-grader — he

does get good student evaluations, doesn’t he?

 

begging at my gate
the geese lose
weight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a beggar child

walking and flying

a kite

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

even the beggar

has a favorite

wrestler

 

 

 

Kobayashi Issa, translated by D.G.Lanoue       

 

 

• 
  
  from dagosan  

 

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— goslings    goose     gander

glide downstream

 

 

 

 

staring at the dessert cart —

four lovely coeds

at the next table

 

  Click here for a photo of dagosan and his inspiration, Mama.G,

taken Mother’s Day 2005. 

 

                             [May 27, 2005]

 

 

potluck

  Walter Olson seems to be promising he’ll give us “every jot and tittle“

about the “destructive craziness the trial lawyers are up to.”   That sent

me to my dictionary, where I learned that the noun “jot” comes from

the Greek word iota and means an “i” (thus, the tiniest letter).  Meanwhile,

a “tittle” is the dot over an “i”.  Walter, I like your website, but I’d settle

for just the m-‘n’-m’s of litigiousness. 

 

  George Wallace wonders whether the ’60’s are now officially over.  See why.