Thu 30 Jun 2005
After work (and I use the word “after” loosely) I met up with some coworkers at a local restaurant/bar, Geezers, for a farewell-good-luck social for a deputy district attorney who is leaving the DA’s Office to go into private practice with his friend. Many of my favorite work people were there, and I would do shouts-out, but I don’t know how they’d feel about being named on a public blog. 🙂 For a belated b-day drink, a fellow clerk bought me a HUGE margarita which was easily the size of 2 large margaritas. I had some second thoughts about finishing a drink that big, but I can’t let good alcohol go to waste. I missed most of the good stuff, because I had to leave at 5:45p to make it from Santa Fe Springs to Fullerton for jujitsu. It looked like there were props being brought in by the attorneys and I left just as everyone started eating. Oh well.
In case you can’t read what I wrote on your card, Mike (guest of honor), it says, written upside-down and reverse mirror-image and in German, “Vielen Gluck und Geld, mein Freund.” Much luck and money, my friend. Thanks for the counseling sessions over beers at Outback.
The above paragraph is funny because, altho a few DAs have my blog address, the aforementioned Mike does not even know I have a blog. Maybe I should tell him tomorrow.
Hey Cindy,
Finally checked out your website. It’s really cool! I tried doing something similar about 6 months back, but lost interest after a few days. Maybe I’ll give it another go.
I’m really honored to be mentioned. And, by the way, I was able to read what you wrote on my card (I studied French and German, their cultures, and lived in Germany for six months.) At one time I wanted to be an international lawyer or CIA type, and had always been fascinated with European history and culture. Then I lived there for a year, 6 months going to school in Cambridge and 6 months with the Army JAG in Germany.
I got a major case of homesickness the second time, tired of going to movies and translate them in my head (a really tiring, rather than relaxing experience as a movie should be.) I also got tired of being around a bunch of people who did not share my culture or history. At the end, I just wanted an American Friday night, at the movies or at the mall, or anything else.
The Army had me assigned doing courts martial, and I fell in love with it. I decided to pick an area of the country where I wanted to live, either California or Colorado because I was a big ski bum at the time, and be a prosecutor. That’s how I ended up here.
So, in closing, auf wiedersehen, meine freunde. Spater! Mike
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