One of my colleagues was arrested over the weekend for soliciting a prostitute in a town just north of the ESL/Sauget/Brooklyn strip club district.
Not sure how the Supreme Court would deal with a conviction on the charge, should one occur, but I doubt they would approve. Today is the 20th anniversary of my swearing-in to the Bar. I am reminded of something the State Bar President said at my swearing-in: Never do anything to jeopardize your license.
Be careful out there, guys.


Reminds me a little of a successful buddy. He's been smoking dope for decades and was bragging you'd have to be brain dead to get caught. I just shake my head. Yes, he may die never getting caught. But, how many who were sure they'd never get busted get busted. I don't know. Not something I have any interest in investigating, either.
Reminds me of a bartender, Sky (great guy, btw), chewing out a dancer who got busted for tiny tiny marijuana cigarette. She couldn't believe the cop was such an asshole. She felt since had been completely cooperative and that the amount was so tiny that he should give her a break. Sans tats, he might have, imo. In the good old days I remember officers more than willing to look the other way. They seemed like family--good family. :)
Sky didn't have any compassion. Not because he believes in the drug laws necessarily, but because he felt stupidity should be treated as a serious crime. If tomatoes are illegal, then stay the fuck away from tomatoes no matter juicy or mouthwatering or healthy. He put the poor girl in tears when he told her that if her was the judge he'd throw the book at her even if it meant years behind bars. I like Sky--no mercy and plain spoken. :)