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January 26, 2005

One night at dinner about a year and a half ago, my mother confessed to me that she was pleased and intrigued by the way my dad and I had started talking to each other, now that I was well into my legal studies and could talk intelligently with him about his profession and my future career. I can't recall the exact phrasing--it is, after all, 1:30am and I'm writing rather than getting some time in the rack--but I seem to remember a vague swell of pride in her voice as she recounted as much to me. I'm fairly certain that, after tonight's conversation, with me on speakerphone and my folks at home, that she's going to regret having not more thoroughly dissuaded me from following the likes of the Justices and the Judges. Aside from the serendipitous fact that dad and I were dealing with precisely the same legal issue today#[legal], I think my mom was getting a bit peeved by the fact that we were arguing with each other over just which provision of the Delaware General Corporate Law it was governing transfers, rather than continuances, into other states. I am, apparently, my father's son. [legal]: moving a domestic company from Delaware into a foreign jurisdiction, like the Cayman Islands. Needless to say, when I'm a giant corporation, I plan on using that damn knowledge.

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