ACCOZZAGLIA

I’m sorry, but the Kansas decision with J’Noel Gardiner, handed down this afternoon, infuriates the shit out of me. In fact, walking over four miles on the Midtown Greenway wasn’t enough. Not even close. Now more than ever, I know that 2002 is unquestionably about the cheddar. Completely. So the judges in frocks want me to “pass”? Fine. I’ll pass. I’ll pass the bar exam in one state. And then another. And another yet still. Then a province.

And then? I’ll tump the courts on their head. It’s only a matter of time.

Cheddar, baby.