Futurelawyer

Wanna Get Away?

The next time I get the urge to get back out on the golf course, I think I will follow this guy's lead, buy a set of golf clubs, and throw them in the lake. Cut out the middle man, and get to the fun part, the 19th hole.

 

#WhyIAmASolo - You Can't Fire Me, I'm The Boss!

If I could distill all the hundreds of reasons to practice any profession as a solo, they would all come down to a basic truth. I can't be fired from my job. A client might fire me; although, in reality, that doesn't happen often. But, no client or boss can tell me that I can't go to the office and practice law. It's about basic freedom as a human and as an individual. I suppose I have always known this in my gut, as I have avoided entanglements with other humans in which they had power over me. I am responsible for my own actions or inactions. As a corollary, no one else can compel my action or inaction. So, I don't need to interview to get a job practicing law. If a client wants to hire me, great. If not, there is always another client waiting, as long as I do a competent job in a friendly manner. I enjoy helping people, and getting paid to do it is a necessary evil. I realize that many lawyers and other professionals who read this have already made their bed, and want to lie in it. But, please consider the alternatives before you sacrifice your independence in search of money. When I die, as we all must, the small size of my bank account will be the least of my worries. 

Not A Poet? Don't Compensate By Using ChatGPT.

Communicating true emotion is a poet's domain. I realize that not everyone can expose their inner feelings in words. But, warning, Will Robinson. There are risks to compensating by using Artificial Intelligence. If you are discovered, the consequences can be devastating.

This Only Makes Sense If It Is An All You Can Eat Buffet.

The Cancel Culture Finally Catches Up To The Futurelawyer And Pig.

I suppose it was inevitable. I try to live a quiet, non controversial life, and to avoid the culture sensors, who seem hell bent on making me into a bad person. I, too, like to score baseball games while I watch them. I use a tablet and software; but, I still shorthand the Shortstop with SS. Oops. If anyone has a substitute abbreviation, please message me. Make it a DM, however, as they are always watching.

 

Was The FutureLawyer In This Cipolla Family Picture, After All?

After running the Cipolla Clan photo through Remini software, I took another look at the photo. If you see the twin sisters in the upper right of the photo, my mom is the one carrying my sister, Barbara, and her twin sister is next to her. I think I may be the boy holding her sister's hand. What do you think? I can't imagine my mom would be there without me. My Dad would have died a couple of years prior. Shelley, what do you think?

If The FutureLawyer Had A Love Child, His Name Would Be Dylan.

A poet and philosopher. I may adopt this kid.

AudioPen - Dictating Notes And Text Just Got Better.

Audiopen. AI is already changing, for the better, the way that I practice law. Ernie Svenson, my legal tech god, is always miles ahead of the curve in legal tech. His dogged determination and genius has guided me for a long time. The recommendation of AudioPen, which is an AI powered voice to text tool, is the latest example. Just start dictating, and AudioPen will transcribe the text immediately; except, it does one better. It rewrites the text in an organized fashion that requires little editing to use. Amazing. I have long tried to use Dragon Naturally Speaking; but, have always found that I need to do a lot of editing to make my ramblings usable. You can try this amazing AI software for free; but I guarantee you will want to buy it.

Moonlight Sonata Like You've Never Heard It.

My artist collaborator, Heather Joi, posted this today, and it is magical. Valentina Lisitsa is amazing. You have never heard a better rendering of the Moonlight Sonata than this one. The Third Movement especially, which many never get around to, is unbelievable. Her fingers fly across the keyboard. Thanks, Heather. You made my weekend.

 

#PoetryFriday - Dinosaur.

When I spend some time with poems written in past years, I often realize that they are my diary. As expressions of the emotions of that long ago past, they remind me of the difficult roads I have travelled. Have I evolved with the dinosaurs?

He watched a spell-bound little girl,
magically transported
by a purple dinosaur.
It preached love and caring.
He wondered whether the extinct creature
recognized the irony it represented.

Ancient creatures,
and modern little girls,
had become the commonality of his life.
The span of the centuries
had not cured him.

Women surrounded him.
They tore at the layers of his being.
They caressed his insecurity.
They challenged his ability to live his life,
loving.

He was a Neanderthal,
struggling to survive,
armed with a stick,
travelling through deadly marsh gas.
He feared the monstrous anger
of an unthinking beast.

Could he escape his past?