It wasn’t Saturday Night Live, more like Sunday Night at the Improv.
As promised last month on the occasion of the second birthday of The Wired GC, the mask is getting to be more of a burden than a benefit. I am definitely not the greatest american lawyer, but I’m not a fiction, either.
Last Sunday, I attended a pre-launch party for BlawgWorld 2007 in New York City. By some sort of administrative error, The Wired GC was invited.
I had intended to spend the evening with a bag over my head, but that made it hard to get through security at a certain Gotham City nightspot.
I stopped Bruce MacEwen of Adam Smith, Esq., as he was about to leave with a very attractive woman to attend a private party thrown by Bono (or Madonna, I forget which). Suddenly the dreaded legal paparazzi jumped out from behind a phalanx of bloggers and snapped this picture:
I’m on the left; legal insiders know that Bruce is on the right.
I enjoyed finally meeting Bruce, whose work was not only featured in BlawgWorld 2006, it was the exemplar. It was also great to see many other lawyer-bloggers at the event, including Matt Homann, Ron Friedmann, Tom Mighell, and Arnie Herz.
So that’s all for now; the modest venture alluded to here will be unveiled next month. It’s colder than a well digger’s @** in the Midwest, and a trip to Florida stands between yours truly and the final end of anonymity in late February.
Enough of the inside baseball; back to work tomorrow.