A Proud Sistah, I Am

Congratulations to my brilliant little brother for landing a superb position in a local law firm yesterday. He moved back home from NYC only a couple of months ago, broke and discouraged by shady dealings and unethical practices he’d witnessed in certain firms there (one reason why I admire him so much -- he stands up for justice, which is what an attorney should do), but this firm is da bomb! Gave him a clothing allowance and everything. Now he’ll have the means to take the bar and become the Clarence Darrow of Rochester. And, uh, maybe someday buy his big sister something pretty? Like, sparkly and very expensive kind of pretty? ‘Cause, you know, lawyers are rolling in it. ;-)