The response I have received to this series has been amazing. I thank each and every one of you for not only tuning in, but emailing me your comments, critique, and admonitions to hurry up and get the next installment posted.
In case you are one of the 723 people in the world who are NOT following this blog and this series, please catch up by reading each of the entries in order via the links below.
I am currently working hard on Part Two, Scene One:
The Divorce from Hell.
As I move into this part of the story, things get more complicated.
I am reviewing hundreds, nay, thousands of pages of legal filings and other documents. Reducing everything down into a readable, informative and delicious blog sauce is difficult and time consuming, but I am up the task!
So what’s my announcement, you query?
It’s more of an explanation/excuse than an announcement, but I thought “announcement” sounded better. As I mentioned, I am getting a lot of messages asking me to update the story more often.
My hope was to post the new installment today, but my time this morning has been spent reviewing yet another motion filed yesterday by Sarah’s ex-husband Samantha and her Diversion-Agreement-Suffering Lawyer Captain Laurel Hook.
Certain types of lawyers will work a file harder than a crack-addicted stripper works a pole.
This firm and lawyer exemplify that analogy.
The crack is the continued billing. The pole is the client and the client’s family, including the children Samantha claims to care so much about.
Bad News/Good News
The bad news is Sarah will have to once again spend money (when money is tight) to answer a ridiculous, inappropriate, and wildly premature motion.
Money is a very real issue, especially since (now-unemployed) Samantha and the Hooker-with-a-Heart-of-Turds took some actions recently that had a tremendous negative financial impact on Sarah and her kids.
But here we go again, back to court, and the fees keep piling up like crumpled Cheetos bags, country club rejection letters, worn-out Spanx, and empty Grey Goose bottles at their office.
Perhaps in a silver-lining moment the Hookster/Huckster will take some of that money and invest in a personal stylist, not to mention a trial coach to teach her how NOT to appear unprofessional and hysterical in court. More on that in a later blog.
The good news is not only will I have enough material to keep blogging about this case for years, but it could possibly be transformed into something much bigger.
I can’t talk about that yet, so be patient.
My Call to Action for the Day:
Finally, I urge all of you to please read/re-read my post about helping veterans. You can find that here:
I am in a very fortunate position to be creating with the American College of Trial Lawyers President a project designed to have maximum positive impact for our veterans who need assistance.
To that end, I need your help.
Please email me your ideas on possible program initiatives to email@example.com or post in the comments. If you have connections with veterans groups, please share that link far and wide so we can hear from these men and women themselves.
People talk, talk, talk about helping others and then do nothing. They post stupid videos or status updates on social media claiming to be supportive of those in need and think they are doing their part.
Don’t be one of those people.
I’m not asking for money, but rather your thoughts and your time. Post the link, suggest your connections provide feedback, and call your friends who have served and ask:
What do you think? What do you need? How can they help?
Thank you to the several people who emailed me when I last made this request. I appreciate your ideas and have stolen and presented them as my own.
And now I must go, as I have to travel to the Oregon State Bar. Today I am picking up some very exciting documents you will see posted later as part of the “Anatomy of a Disaster” series.