Summery Judgment

It is good. It is very good.

Lake Bled ranks high on the Most Beautiful Places on Earth list. We spent the weekend (read: Saturday) walking up to the castle and around the lake, rowing to the island and back (go Dad!) and eating good food including kremna rezina. It was nice to spend some low key time with the parents and commune just a bit with the great outdoors. And now I have pictures of my very own!



I'm working on a memo about certiorari for work...I sort of decided to do it myself, because I think knowing about SCOTUS's system (and why it's problematic but not a complete train wreck) will be important during the court's quest to not decide 2000 cases a year. Also, the first case where I had some mild input was decided last week. The court said that a difference in inheritance law between marriages and same-sex unions was unconstitutionally discriminatory. Did they actually use my work? Good question. I haven't yet been able to find the opinion, but I'll let you know as soon as I do. Meanwhile, I'm happy for Slovenia, which is apparently significantly more progressive on gay issues than America.

And I'm also happy for the awesome small-groupie who was on TV today, behind Al Franken at the Sotomayor hearings!

Go, Beth. It's your birthday. We gonna party like it's your birthday.

Other than that, I've been chilling, working on my paper, and spending quality time with Roberto. I can't seem to take a decent picture of him. I think my camera's cursed or something. I assure you: Roberto is not red, and he does not have bulging eyes. And yet...

I know, I know. As things in life get better, the posts get duller. No more random observations like, "this city is so small that apparently the better-known waiters and hairdressers are the primary subjects of tabloid gossip." Except for that one. Yeah, it's true.