For great justice.
Well, that's that.
As of this morning, I am officially a real live lawyer. I can sign pleadings and everything. I took the oath, I turned in my information (all of which, apparently, is to be made public -- wheee!), and now I'm legit. The ceremony itself wasn't too bad. At first I balked when I saw the list of 7 speakers. Gah! Fortunately none of them took too horrifically long. Before 11 AM Pacific time, I was sworn in and ready to do the devil's work. Mwahahaha!
And, now, for our pro-lawyer joke of the [whatever]:
My loyal readers know I've written about my dad's love/hate relationship with lawyers (he hates lawyers, but he loves me) and how I take great pleasure in teasing him about the similarities between doctors and lawyers. My mom and I derive great fun from reminding him that I am a "doctor." Most recently was my visit home for Thanksgiving:
Me and Mom: [something that involves calling me "Dr."]
Dad: Yeah, well, you can't write prescriptions!
Me: Can too. I can write a prescription... FOR JUSTICE!!
I love making Mom crack up like that.
And so, off I go to prescribe justice for the citizens of the great city of Los Angeles...
Law Fairy, Esq.