“Look at this morose motherfucker right here.”
–Jay, Chasing Amy (Kevin Smith 1997)
It was either that or I took an Eminem lyric and did the whole “look who’s back” thing and let’s just be honest, anyone who was familiar with my happy ass back when this site originally went on-and-then-off line isn’t going to believe there’s one goddamn thing slim about me. Take that as you will.
That’s right, it’s been a long time but the Boozy Barrister, who these days is more often found in the form of a large and surly sentient cartoon badger, has crawled back out of whatever deep hole he fell into. It’s been a while, and while I could tell you why Lawyers & Liquor stopped having even the most cursory of updates and then quickly went offline as some really long, involved, and dramatic tale it really comes down to one thing: money. Cash. Cold hard moolah. The green stuff that most people have in their wallets but not me because I live in the 21st Century and if I’m gonna get robbed it’s going to be digitally, baby. Not that the site was costing too much to keep up – although let’s be honest since it was always more of a vanity project than anything else it did essentially turn into a money-sucking set of hosting fees in place because I refused harder than a January 6, 2020 Republican to let go of things – but more the fact that the pandemic (which would have been around the last time you and I spoke in any long form written format) kicked my jurisprudential ass all over the place.
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