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Remember how I was explaining how I get excited when people I know are charged with crimes? Imagine my delight to learn that the chef/owner of my favorite seafood restaurant in town needed my help with some driving-related offenses. Can you say trade?

I have traded my legal services for lawn maintenance, the building of a closet, massage (from licensed massage therapist, thank you very much), and pizza, among other things. I am only too happy to make the exchange for some seafood. Ah....lunch will be good for awhile.

The assistant DA I was working with today, Jennifer, is very new. She has been at it for about two months. I told her that before I entered a plea to a DWI, I wanted to make a quick Double Jeopardy argument to the judge.

Panic set in. She quickly called upstairs to the DA's office, and two other assistant DA's came trotting down. Denise was sure that the State would prevail and that I didn't have a leg to stand on. Saul thought that I had something up my sleeve and was concerned. And Jennifer just had no idea. It was the last case of the day, and it was three assistant DA's huddled together versus me. I kind of liked it. It made me feel important.

Ultimately, they decided that they were not ready to deal with this ingenious motion of mine (which I will no doubt lose) so they continued it on to January 10th. Alas, I will have to wait until then to unleash my Double Jeopardy argument on the court.

Speaking of representing people in exchange for pizza, a client of mine showed up with a pizza and some bread sticks for me this afternoon as a surprise. At 2:30. Is that really the best time to bring surprise pizza? Do you think that maybe we have already just had lunch? Would it kill him to bring it before noon or closer to five?

Would it kill me to be a little more grateful?