Some notes for lawyers from a juror

Ok, so last December I had the joyous opportunity to be selected for jury duty. It was a civil case, so we the jurors never had to worry about putting anyone away, but over the course of the trial we did realize that we could be doling out some hefty damages. While I could get into the details of the case, suffice to say that it was a two week long slog through the intricacies of commercial window installation, and why it's really, really hard to renovate old semi-dilapidated buildings. However, a few notes fow lawyers on some annoying things we as jurors mentioned while deliberating:

1. We can tell when you are acting. Perry Mason was a fun show, and it might have given you the desire to go into law in the first place. However, you are not an actor - you are a lawyer. All the fake indignation, all the fake surprises, all the raised tones of voice had the overall effect of making us take you less seriously.
2. Do not coach your witnesses. We had a good laugh in the jury room when we all recalled how the lead lawyer for the plaintiff, on multiple occasions, picked his head up, scowled, and vigorously shook his head "no" to his lead witness who was being cross-examined by the defense. Lawyers, you're less than thirty feet from us. Do you really think you're that sly that we won't notice? Even if the other side doesn't object, you make yourself look really, really bad.
3. Do not hang your case on a logical absurdity. To sum up a mildly complicated case, the plaintiff claimed that the contract was not complete because of some defects. Now, the extent and number of defects was contested, but the plaintiff's logic was that any defect at any point in time in the future was a sign of improper installation, and hence the contract had not been completed. At some point a warranty has to go into effect. The plaintiff in this case wanted us to believe that the work had to last effectively for eternity for the contract to be fulfilled. Needless to say, we eventually decided (after being initially split) for the defense.

All in all it was a good introduction to the civil court system. However, I have to question the wisdom of plaintiff and defense when hiring lawyers who make the above mistakes. For $200 an hour you should expect more than this.

Our curly haired kid

It's been awhile, so enjoy some cute video of Emmie playing around in the tub. Of particular note is her hair - curly and getting curlier every day. Jill absolutely loves it. The drawing in the tub is courtesy of Nate. It's just tub crayons, so nobody go worrying that he's marked it all up or anything.

Wiggle Rag

You know how sometimes you think you've had a brilliant revelation, say for an invention of some sort, only to realize it's already been done before? Or maybe a particular turn of phrase that you think you made up but has been around since the dawn of the internet? Some things just sit in the back of your mind and ruminate there, and then pop back up without any link to where you first heard it.

I bring this up because I really like the Wiggles as a children's musical group. Their TV show and eductational style probably isn't the best (nothing wrong with it, but there are better shows out there for that) but their music is some of the best I've heard for kids. It probably helps that they were a real band before they went to kid's music. But the other day I heard their dentist song and realized "yeah, they just stole the chorus from Tiger Rag". Now, Tiger Rag hasn't been popular for a long time, but hey, it's catchy. You can hear it especially in this version with words here (this version is pretty much the chorus repeated; the original has much more distinct sections).

And yeah, I think this happens a lot in general in music. The Wiggles do it again with their "Fly through the sky", whose verses follow pretty directly with The Beatles' "You've got to hide your love away" verses. Randy Newman just sped up the very old "Rocking Chair" for the theme from Monster's Inc. Something fun to listen for.

Tomorrow, I will have a cell phone

Or possibly Monday. But the fact of the matter is that for several months now (maybe since January or February) I haven't had a functioning cell phone. For me, it hasn't been that big a deal.

It all started back when the family was fighting off a stomach bug, and Nate threw up on my pants. After cleaning Nate up I threw my pants in the wash, found myself a new pair, and kept on trying to keep everyone hydrated and comforatble. Turns out my phone was in my pants. Even after a night in some rice, the thing just wouldn't turn on.

Now, most people would just bite the bullet and get a new phone. But I'm not allowed to have one at work (for various reasons), and since we've got Emmie still real young (nine months this past week!) we're not out all that much. And so, I opted for no phone until we got a new plan, which was supposed to happen in May. And all in all it hasn't been that much of a hassle. Instead of Jill and I each having a cell phone, her phone has turned into the family cell phone. Whoever's out gets it, in order to call back to our landline (which is really VOIP in actuality). There have been maybe a dozen times in the past few months where it woud've been nice for us both to have one, and only a handful of times where it was frustratingly needed.

Which kinda makes you realize the difference between something that's necessary and something that's desired. I remember back in college when one of my friends got the first cell phone in our group. He kept it in a drawer with the battery removed. A cell phone is not much good if nobody is dying to get in touch with you. And happily (or sadly, if you read it this way), I went months without checking the messages on my dead phone, with no adverse results. It's less isolation than simplicity.

But anyways, Jill and I will both be getting new phones either tomorrow or on Monday. We are finally getting smartphones. I understand that this may make us hip and with it. Oh well.

Birthday at the pool

So for all you astute observers of the Sparks family, last weekend was Nate's third birthday. The celebration was at Arlington's Howard Moore Pool, and was combined with the Choi family to celebrate Allison's fifth birthday. If you ever need a place for you and ninety-nine of your favorite small-children toting family and friends to hang out, this is a pretty great idea. Some video of cupcake and fruit munching below.



Emmie is getting pretty good with her fine motor skills.

Hey all you video fans, here's one from our backyard a coupla weeks ago.



I'm pretty sure that awhile back I mentioned that having a garden was pretty much like any hobby that's out there nowadays. You can probably get something close to what your're creating and at a significantly cheaper price and much faster than the time it takes to do it yourself, but overall it's still a joy to do it yourself.

Since then I've actually had some success with the garden, besides just ghe aforementioned cucumber. Just last night we picked three ripe (if cracked) tomatoes, and we've already had quite a few peppers and cucumbers as well. We've pulled several onions (that had flowered, so they were small) that were unexpected but still apprpreciated. Overall, it's been a lot of fun. Funny how much better everything grows when you're not experiencing a massive drought.

Alright everyone, here's another video of our little girl for your viewing delight.


While in general she is a much, much easier sleeper than Nate, we originally thought she was in general a more laid-back kid too. Turns out, that's not necessarily the case. She can still get upset when someone's not playing with her, as Nate was prone to. But now that Nate's around she's got someone who is continuously happy to entertain her, and if not that someone she can watch as he bounces around the living room.

Anyways, this is her in her bed, laughing her head off. She always gets silly around bedtime.