Long Time, No Tea

Good Morning my little legal reprobates! Have we all accepted that I am absolute shit at keeping my promises? Because I could have sworn that I promised I would be updating this place and trying to get it designed as a much more professional site and working on posts and all of those fun content creation things that people promise to do and then I, promptly and without warning, fucked back off into the internet ether again.

Sorry about that shit.

I type this from a nice hotel room in Detroit, Michigan – which in true fashion means I’m actually typing this from a nice hotel room from Ypsilanti, Michigan outside of Detroit and I think technically closer to the college town of Ann Arbor. It’s almost 8 in the morning as I sit here sipping on a shitty cup of hotel coffee (having first had to run to the desk because I chugged all the good coffee left and was left with only decaf, which we all know is Satan’s Bean Juice). I have a day of comedy shows ahead of me, my spouse in the shower, and I’m wearing nothing but denim in my bid to convince the border guards I’m actually a Canadian in case I need to slip over the border to start a new life as a moose milker in Newfoundland. It’s been a couple months of shows, travel, and work in that thing I call a day job and in that time things on here kind of went by the wayside.

Not because there’s nothing legal going on – one merely need to glance at the news to know that there’s plenty of legal shit going on in the world. The wholesale dismantling of the constitutional protections of due process is not least amongst the things that are presently “going on.” But there are people a lot smarter than me who have said a lot of good things about that topic much faster than I could given all the daily commitments I have, so I’ve been letting them. Sorry about that

See, I’m already apologizing. I’m a shoe-in for Canadian citizenship, they truly are my people.

Anyhow I’m dropping in to let you know that I’m alive and working on a post for this place about the constitutional levels of review and scrutiny that are applied by Federal Courts (though I’m not sure how much longer a discussion of anything constitutional is going to matter) that I plan on having up this upcoming Thursday. Tonight I’m recording a live show of the Legal Funhouse before our now-standard audience. And I’ll have some more tales coming up soon. We’re working on getting the home office and recording studio back together, and I’ve been chugging through an old adventure game each week over on my Twitch channel in the evenings if you like that sort of shit.

I’ll see you all again soon, and if you happen to be in my area this evening feel free to track me down and say hi. I’m lonely and need the auditory fellatio of praise.

See you soon,

-Boozy

Chasing Boozy, or How I Ended Up Back Here

“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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Dear God, How Complicated Can This Be?

So, obviously, I’m trying to get the new site set up. The issue is, this shit seems to have changed significantly in the past few years. So, please, I beg of you, hand in there with me for a little bit while I figure all of it out and try to get a website that doesn’t look like ass going.

However, while we’re waiting, I will start the posting and such. Because you know, why wait for something to be done well when I can simply half-ass it for a while.