mojosmom: (cat)
As of midnight tonight, there will be no more Times Select. For those unfamiliar with this, for the last couple of years the New York Times has required payment for access to parts of its website and archives (unless you were a home subscriber as well). No Maureen Dowd, no Bob Herbert, no access to a lot of stuff without forking over $50 a year. No more!

~joyously tosses newsprint in the air~

I had a call from the Illinois Institute for Continuing Legal Education. I co-authored an article on U.S. Supreme Court cases for one of their books, and now they want me to present on the subject at one of their programs. It'll be in January, given twice, once in Chicago and once in Springfield. The timing is right: it doesn't interfere with my usual January gig at the Trial Advocacy Program. I'm excited.

Last night there was a conjunction of two, no three, of my favorite things: books, Venice and Miss Manners. Judith Martin and Eric Denker (the art historian, though billed on the cover as cicerone) have written a book, No Vulgar Hotel: The Desire and Pursuit of Venice, and they were at a local bookstore last night promoting it. Lucky people - they (along with Miss Manners' molecular biologist husband, who also cooks, and a variety of friends) go to Venice three or four times a year. The bookstore has a small café with a liquor license, so I had a glass of prosecco to honor the occasion. Here's a lovely little article from The New Yorker. The book is delightful, and Martin and Denker were both charming, but I would expect no less from Miss Manners and friend.
mojosmom: (My House)
I spent most of last week coaching a trial advocacy seminary. Friday night, there was a pizza party for participants and faculty, and three of us killed a couple of bottles of wine and debated the problems of the world, country, state, county and city. Unfortunately, we solved none of them!

The weekend has been very lazy. I've basically run errands and done stuff around the house and read. I slept until 9:30 this morning! I never do that! Reading Donna Leon's A Sea of Troubles, I came across this passage: "He found Paola at the kitchen table, head bent over a copy of either Panorama or Espresso, the two weekly magazines to which she subscribed. Her custom was to let back issues pile up for at least six months before reading them, for she insisted that this was sufficient time to put things into proper perspective . . ." So I went and threw out any New Yorker or Opera News dated before January, 2007 (and there were too many).

I shampooed one of the few carpets in my house, which is in a small sunroom off the living room. Of course, it takes a while to dry, and Lilith was quite startled when she went in and discovered the carpet was damp. It was quite amusing to see her tip-toeing around the perimeter! After all was dry and vacuumed and the furniture back in place, she was content once more:
Lilith sitting on a cushion

And just so Marissa doesn't feel left out, here's a cute photo of her, too:
Marissa climbing my stepladder
She is "helping" me get the box of light bulbs down off a shelf.

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