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Win One for The Mommy Bloggers!

Today, I received my ABA Journal Tech Report e-mail, and instead of trashing it instantly, I scanned it to see what's new in Legal Technology.

This article caught my eye. It seems that the "war" of online musical piracy I discussed in my law school note (published at 44 Ariz. L. Rev. 495, if you have Westlaw/Lexis/Lois/a free half hour, bus fare and coins for the copy machine at your local law library) continues, and now the collateral damage includes young mothers who haphazardly film their children gyrating to The Artist Formerly Known As Prince's (insert symbol) ("AFKAP") music.

Long story short, she posted a video of her kid dancing to Lets Go Crazy by AFKAP, and Universal Music Group told YouTube to take it down as a copyright infringement.

Instead of laying down, she just put Universal Music Group over her lap and started whacking their respective bottoms (with the help of trusty legal counsel, no less).

For you non-lawyers, the first section is all you need to read. For the rest of us non-laymen (yes, I made that up on the fly) the rest of the article is a nice distraction from your daily dribble of contracts, professional liability, tort appropriation and cy pres.

The Potty Training Diaries - Week 1

Jack turned three on January 23rd.  For months, we've been telling him that he had to start peeing/pooping in the "potty" when he was three.  Since he is the master procrastinator, he repeatedly and readily agreed.

His third birthday came and he was given underwear for his birthday.  Hardly something to get excited about under normal circumstances (aside from the male-female exchange of "exciting" undergarments at the festival of love known as Valentines Day, of course) but Jack was fired up.  He instantly donned them and celebrated.  (I would provide a photo, but pedophiles make me sick and I will not subject my kids to their viewing.  So here's *half* a picture.)

He wore them for a solid seven minutes.  Then back to diapers, where he could urinate and defecate to his hearts content.  The potty, I think, is somewhat of an annoyance to him, a speed bump in his otherwise light-speed pace.  (Someday, he'll learn the benefit of a savored "pit stop" with proper reading material or "Bubble Breaker" cell phone game.)  

So we're only about five days into Week 1 of the Potty Training Excercise, but so far there's been only one accident.  Having donned the new undershorts, he was playing with playdough at the table, stood bolt upright on the chair, let the jet stream flow, and then remarked, "oh no, oh no, oh no!"  Luckily, the pee was contained on the chair and didn't find its way to the carpet.  And, thankfully, so far no "#2" incidents.