After the case scheduled for trial this week settled, I had some trouble digging into the stack of mail waiting for me on my desk. I admit I did my best to ignore it, making no more progress than to reshuffle the stack once or twice. A minor crisis ensued when I finally got around to hooking up the DSL I mentioned a few weeks ago, then learned it knocked out the office's intercom system. It took two hours to figure out the reason for the problem, which I discovered on a single-page insert wedged inside the phone system's user guide: "Important: Do not place DSL on line 1." It will be a week before the phone company can reset the DSL feed to line 2. Other than that, I did this:
1. I saw Peter Jackson's The Return of the King at a matinee with a former law partner. Jackson's movie was as magnificent as many have reported, but it brought to mind something my music theory professor once said about Beethoven: "One of the greats, but he just couldn't figure out how to end a symphony."
2. I made a nuisance of myself in the comment section of David Giacalone's ethicalEsq, in addition to a few other favorite blogs. (Perhaps "nuisance" is the wrong word. It implies I don't want comments here, when exactly the opposite is true. In fact, I've been meaning to express my thanks to everyone who's left the great comments the past few weeks.)
3. Back in the office, I did something I rarely do, which was to ask for more time from opposing counsel to file a brief I should have filed yesterday. These requests for extensions are always granted--and I'm always willing to grant them for others--but I hate to ask for more time because I'm afraid it will develop into a habit. I'll get extension after extension, the deadlines will pile up around me, and finally I'll suffocate under all the work. So this week was an exception. I promise not to do it again.