Showing posts with label legal stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label legal stuff. Show all posts

Monday, October 5, 2009

Worlds. Colliding.

Oh great. My internet worlds are colliding. And not in a happy way where Kris Allen stumbles on my blog, realizes we're meant to be besties, and we, um, blog about pop culture together.

For you lam-o's who don't click on links, here's the lowdown on the downlow: My beloved Planet Money just linked to ATL. ATL! Jebus, it's like I've actually surfed the entire internet.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Note To Self.

Ipods are not allowed in Maryland state courts.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Spam.

At work, the majority of my spam is addressed to a dude named Scott Naismith.

Monday, April 6, 2009

He Needs Law.

Adam drew my attention to the fact that Jimmy Fallon was embarking on the truly noble quest of reuniting the Saved By the Bell cast. Don't scoff. I actually am using "noble" non-sarcastically here.

BTW, I stood behind Elizabeth Berkeley one time on the shuttle between New York and Boston. She was skeletal in person. Maybe Jesse never really came off those pills:



It turns out that Screech might be busy though. Defending himself in small claims court. Oh how the mighty geeky have... ended up almost exactly where you thought they would.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Defensible Massachusetts Domicile Once Again.

Where once I just said, "yeah, I'm from Massachusetts," now to be more accurate I say that "I can defend my claim that I'm domiciled in Massachusetts." When I went to law school, I bought a car in North Carolina not really thinking what that would require having never owned such a beast before. Well, with insurance, and fun state laws, I had to switch all my legal information to North Carolina info. (Fun state fact: pay the local registration tax otherwise NC puts a lien on your car, and they don't f*** around with delays.) The only upside to the whole thing was that with North Carolina tags, I could speed (not that I ever did... uh, right) without worrying too much that I'd be targeted by the cops. They typically focused on out-of-staters.

As of this week, however, I've now officially switched everything back over to Massachusetts: my car insurance, my driver's license (for which the RMV still had my old info on file--yup, they stuck my photo when I was 21 back on my license--don't worry I'm Asian, I look the same), my car registration and title, and my state car inspection sticker. The only thing I haven't yet switched is my telephone number, which I probably won't ever because it's a hassle and North Carolina state fees are inevitably cheaper than anything Verizon is going to charge me in Boston or Washington, and my voter registration, because I just can't decide which uber-liberal location I want my presidential vote to not count in. What this means, legally, is that where domicile is only dependent on my subjective intent, it helps to have paper that backs up my claim. I can't believe I actually know that this matters and how it's done. I. Am. Such. A. Nerd...









... because actually I love knowing this.