Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Tiocfaidh ar La

"First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, then you win." - Mahatma Gandhi

Our day, one with full independence and home rule, will come.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Week 8 Wrap Up

Celebrity sightings:
1) Former Gov. Cuomo (having lunch a few tables over at Le Cirque).
2) Jack Bauer, Counter-Terrorism Unit (pacing back and forth on Greenwich Ave on his cellphone. I don't think he was talking to Chloe because he wasn't speaking in an extremely loud whisper).

Lunches/Dinners on the firm:
1) Le Cirque (Bloomberg building).

Village Restaurant of the Week: Ono, 13th St & Hudson. It was a scene filled with too many people one stop away from making it rain, but the place had very respectable grilled meats and sushi.

Bar of the Week (to avoid): Sutton Place, 52nd & 2nd. I don't know how I keep ending up here. Maybe it's because I work a couple blocks away or maybe it's because I'm originally from Long Island. As a bridge-and-tunnel survivor, I pray that you believe me when I say that not ALL of us worship at the altar of greasy hair, unbuttoned (sized too small) shirts, and performance enhancing drugs.

Work related revelations:
1) August 17th is starting to seem a bit too far away as a departure date. The stock of August 10th is beginning to (just slightly) rise.
2) I was asked to work yesterday and it didn't even phase me. Bad sign?

Statistic of the week: Excluding drinking, I ate six times on Saturday: a breakfast, a lunch, a snack, a second snack, a dinner, and a third snack, you know, for good measure.

"That costs how much?" moment: $1200 (amount that one of my departing roommates convinced a college-aged banking intern to pay up for a two week sublet).

Quote of the week:
"Jon, you can come for a feel too if you want."
- Shuli's pregnant sister, to me at a moment when her Dad, Mom, husband and dog were all fighting for stomach space.

Aside: I put on a yamacha (sp?) for the first time in years (or whenever, I guess, the last time was I'd been to a Bar Mitzvah). Shuli's family does put on a mean singing-blessing-bread-breaking Friday night dinner.

Sunday, July 29, 2007


How do I love thee copyright infringement? Let me count the ways.

Assuming that this mixer didn't obtain permission, it seems what we have here is unlawfully derivative of some Japanese anime, Queen's 'Under Pressure,' and Vanilla's 'Ice, Ice Baby,' itself unlawfully derivative of Queen's 'Under Pressure."

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Week 7 Wrap Up

Celebrity sightings: None.

Lunches/Dinners on the firm:
1) Pampano (49th & 3rd).
2) Some kind of Italian/pub grub spread at Bowling night.
3) Gustavino's (59th & 1st).
4) 230 Fifth (guess) .

Village Restaurant of the Week: Alta, 10th & 6th. How did I never hear of this place? This was some of the best Spanish food I've ever had (and I've been to Spain three times).

Village Bar of the Week: Pegu Club, W. Broadway & Houston. Service was god awful, but the scene and drinks were some of the best all summer.

Work related revelations:
1) This summer, despite being the one in which I've never spent more time indoors, is going way too fast.
2) Even with that in mind, I've hit that point where the schedule of school alone makes it seem a phenomenal place to be.

Statistic of the week: 764. (i.e., Square feet in the 1 bedroom apartment that I will be sharing with Brown Eyes in September).

"That costs how much?" moment: $6 for a Black something-or-other cup of Thai tea.

Euphemism of the week:
"So, what do you do?"
"I manage mature content for a company's web page."

Aside: Get well Paul!

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Warrior Poets

(Night falls at Wallace's camp by the waterside. The survivors among William's men tend their wounds. Stephen brings water to Hamish, who offers it to his badly wounded father.)

Campbell: (to his son) I'm dying. Let me be.

Hamish: No, you're going to live.

Campbell: I've lived long enough to live free; proud to see you become the man you are. I'm a happy man.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Slow News Day?

"There was cleavage on display Wednesday afternoon on C-SPAN2. It belonged to Sen. Hillary Clinton."

No, that's not from the New York Post, the Onion, or PerezHilton.

On what must be a very dispiriting day for the likes of Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein, you'll find that lede paragraph in today's Washington Post.

For the full article, titled (I swear) "Hillary Clinton's Tentative Dip Into New Neckline Territory," click here.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Week 6 Wrap Up

Celebrity sightings: None.

Lunches/Dinners on the firm:
1) Angelo's (55th & 2nd)
2) Luau in Long Island City.
3) Dinner at Partner's Apartment (89th & 5th)
4) Pampano (49th & 3rd)
5) Taksim (55th & 2nd)

Village Restaurant of the Week (to avoid): Sumile, 13th & 7th. Long dinners can be enjoyable. But, not when a) it's on account of half the kitchen staff not showing up and b) the floor staff informs diners of this only after ordering and waiting for two hours.

Bar of the Week: Cibar, 17th & Irving. Fun martini lounge.

Work related revelations:
1) A lot of partners work here. A lot of recent law grads too. Not so much in between...
2) My supervising attorney here is one and the same as the Adjunct teaching a class that I'm enrolled in for the Fall.

Statistic of the summer: Over the course of the last six weeks, I've prepared one (1) dinner from scratch.

"That costs how much?" moment: $7 for one bite sized piece of chu-toro, at Sushi Yasuda.

Quote of the week:
"So are you a summer associate too?"
"No, I just made Partner actually."

Aside: How can ostensibly animal-loving people think it alright to keep and own husky sized dogs in this area code?

Thursday, July 12, 2007

What I'm Thinking Today

It's easy to understand that intelligent people ignorant to the lay of the law would suppose both that the questions, "where did you learn the law?" and "where did you go to law school?", would be similarly answered. Not. True.

Whoever it was that first said that you don't learn how to be a lawyer in law school was dead right. By this point in my summer, I've perfected the 'head nod in pensive reflection' move that is vital when receiving a work assignment. It's not lecture notes or textbooks that subsequently get me through each memo or draft. It's the repeated exercise of locating relevant precedent to serve as a model to build new versions of agreements and solve current problems. Law school is a play pen. If more people realized this while still in law school, maybe it wouldn't seem such a high strung race to the moon.

If programs were really trying to train lawyers, law school should be substantially, or even entirely, apprentice based. Just like it was back in Justice Jackson's day. The fact that thousands of people every year fork over three years and layer on an additional 180k of debt for a professional program that fails to provide the skill set of that profession is really startling.

But, not shocking. Young people like to meet others in kind and feel like they are doing something "productive" with their lives. Law schools like money. Law firms want to do as little of the heavy lifting in getting recruits into billing form as possible. Plus, among other reasons, it's quite a boondoggle for a profession to keep their guild exclusive by making hurdles to admission many and lofty.

So goes the cycle and the charade.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Belated Week 5 Wrap Up

Celebrity sightings: None.

Lunches/Dinners on the firm:
1) Toastie's East (3rd Ave, btw 55th and 56th)
2) Haru (3rd Ave, btw 75th and 76th)
3) Nobu 57 (57th St, btw 5th and 6th)
4) Campbell Apartment (42nd & Vanderbilt)
5) Local open bar event (53rd & 2nd)

Village Restaurant of the Week (to avoid): Risotteria, Bleecker btw 6th and 7th. The place was a hotbox with forgettably small soupy portions.

Village Bar of the Week: Blind Tiger, Bleecker btw 6th and 7th. Amazing beer selection with the most interesting pub grub I've ever seen.

Work related revelations:
1) This job is great when there's less of it.
2) You can never have too many blue shirts. Especially when temperatures are sweltering...and when I still eat as neatly as a five year old.

Numbing statistic of the week: 400 minutes (or 13 innings) of 1 run Yankee baseball. But, at least I was seated in the shade and next to a never ending source of Persian entertainment.

"That costs how much?" moment: $11 for a movie ticket. I know that's a lot, but somehow it just doesn't seem like it any more.

Quote of the week: "We can confirm receipt of the $2.4 billion wire."

Aside: So she and I are squeezing five days in Buenos Aires in between New York and New Haven this August. In the rare event that anybody still reads this and the rarer event that s/he's been to Argentina, please drop me a line with any recommendations.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Ebb and Flow

On Monday, I received 206 work related e-mails and spent two hours outside 919 Third Avenue.

On Tuesday, the deal closed and I left at 2 in the afternoon.

On Wednesday, I received 3 work related e-mails.

On Thursday, I went out to a 3 hour lunch at Nobu and for scotch at Campbell Apartment.

On Friday, I got my hair cut, shoes shined, and at long last the time to make the weekly open bar happy hour.

Monday, July 02, 2007

There Is No Spoon

I can't believe I'm working right now. Literally. I am actually in the state of disbelief. This isn't happening. It only seems like I'm on the 45th floor of the office.