In Uncategorized on 02/20/2019 at 15:37

Not only did that snow falling faintly as above stated cause my soul to swoon slowly, as it did Gabe Conroy’s in Jimmy Joyce’s greatest story, but it also blotted out today’s opinions and orders at The Glasshouse.

Snow day, with no notice on the website or on the answering machine in the Clerk’s office, the hard-laboring clerks and flailing datestampers not having made it in.

Fortunately, a hard-laboring, hardy law clerk in a certain Judge’s chambers put me wise.

It’s snowing here in The Apple, too, but I’m on the job.

See y’all tomorrow.


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