Well the names have all changed since you hung around,
But those dreams have remained and they're turned around.
Who'd have thought they'd lead ya . . .
Here where we need ya?
Yeah we tease him a lot 'cause we've got him on the spot.
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back.
John Sebastian, Welcome Back Kotter (1975).
This post marks my return to blogging after a five-month absence. I suppose I owe you an explanation. After all, what WAS I doing during all that time?!
I'd like to tell you that I was reprising Gabe Kaplan's role by filming the remake of the "Welcome Back Kotter" series for the CW.
But you're a bright audience, and somehow I doubt you'd believe me. I don't make a very convincing Gabe Kaplan.
The simple truth is this: in April I came down with a respiratory infection that, left misdiagnosed, worsened. I even developed strep throat, which I thought was reserved for 12-year-olds. I barely had the energy to work and crawl home to bed, where I seemed unable to get enough sleep.
By the time I recovered sufficiently a few months later, I had lots of work to catch up on, it was summer, and no one was expecting frequent posts from me anymore. It was nice having all that extra time. And I got soft.
But the Recovering Baptist's guilt set in. Many of you contacted me. Herrmann and Beck even blogged about my demise. And I quickly realized that I was a better lawyer when I was blogging, because I was fully on top of recent developments and getting free therapy by sharing with you some of my outrage at these decisions. Ultimately, by the end of July I had decided that I needed to get back on the horse. (But, given that it was boating season, I figured I'd wait until Labor Day to begin performance on the back-to-school resolutions.)
So now I'm back, pencils sharpened. Chastened and somewhat smarter, I hope.
Here's what you can expect: at least 3 posts a week on mass torts and consumer class actions topics. Pictures from New York. And a substitute blogger should I fall ill again.