Hour 41

Overtime begins with the first minute after billing 40 hours in one work-week. (For this employer, that is a Monday through Sunday billing week.)

Tonight, when I left I had worked 41 hours so far this week. Every hour tomorrow and this weekend will be counted at time-and-a-half.

Sometimes, if you pray for work, you get it in spades.

Container Grown Okra

Here is a picture of my Okra plant (Baby Bubba Hybrid). Thursday I moved it to the larger green pot. I had been a little worried about repotting a plant that was actively producing seedpods, but my plant took to it like a champ. In fact just today I boiled up one of the pods to eat. With the temperatures here in the mid-eighties, the okra pods grow fantastically quickly: flower one day, mini-okra the next, four inches the next, and finally six to seven inches after three days.

You'll see some scarring: it was caused by the hot weather while I was away taking the bar. The okra resisted production for a few weeks after that, but now seems to have recovered.

Big Bright Happy Flowers

A law jorb

So, I've gotten my very first law job: document review!

I started last Wednesday, worked but suddenly we ran out of documents to review...

The cool thing is that we get paid, to READ!

What a country!

The bad thing is, well, when we run out of documents, we stop reading and getting paid for it. Alas.

But next week I'm going to try to hit 70 hours! (30 hr of 1.5 Overtime.) It'll rock.

The End of The Post-Bar Vacation

Hi All!

Earlier today I returned from New York City via bus, thus ending my post-bar whirlwind week-o-vacation.

After the mall thursday, I headed back home for a day. That night I ran into the estimable Horrocks and companion, and tried out Crescent City.

Saturday I flew up to Providence, RI and got a ride up to my friend Crandall's Summer BBQ. Great fun, including vast quantities of food, drink, and folks (there were about 50 people at the Party.) I stayed over Sunday and flew back to Philadelphia Monday morning. After a dead-tired nap I finally answered my phone calls, and went to go have dinner and watch Clerks II with Bill, Terri, and Tom! Not only was that a blast, but the next day I zipped up to New York (PS don't try the #94 train, appearently it'll be delayed often), and caught up with them again (along with my special mystery guest) and ate dinner with them in a sadly un-air-conditioned Bubba Gump. Still, the food was great and the party convivial!

Earlier today I took the slow route back home, and have been watering my sadly wilted plants.