#100 Third Department Caselaw Round-Up for December 15, 2011, Part 2 of 2
Well, here we are at last: the 100th blog post. I have had a blast so far and it comes as something of a shock that I have actually written 100 posts so far. Hell, I'm just getting started! I've got ideas for at least another thousand (1,000) blog posts. And once work starts to calm down a bit, I hope to be able to get to the point where I'm posting as often as once every day.
One of the things I want to get to soon are showcases of the many beautiful places where I live, in the Greater Capital Region. Spring is almost upon us and that is the ideal time for hikes to waterfalls, when waterflow is most often at or near the annual maximum. And you might not know it but this particular area is remarkably blessed in an abundance of waterfalls. And you don't have to take my word for it; go and check out the local King of the Waterfalls, Russell Dunn. Just another reason why I would never want to live anywhere else in the world.
There are thirty-two (32) decisions for this week and, surprisingly, only three (3) of those decisions are family law (or related) cases.
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I had hoped to wrap up all of the new caselaw from December by February, but I'm just not going to make it, with two (2) more weeks to go. Plus, launching into March, I've got to play catch-up with the four (4) Thursdays in January and the four (4) Thursdays in February. So ... there are going to be quite a few more of these caselaw round-ups before I even get to anything else (except for the music, of course).
Or ... the only constant is change.
And, at long last, we reach the end of this particular series, with an interesting relocation case. And, once more, we discover the importance and power of a single word. In this case, that word is "contiguous." Therefore, before one opts to relocate, one would do well to know the definition of this word, if it is found within your order.
The first case illustrates perfectly what it is that DSS has to prove in order to terminate a person's parental rights to a child for permanent neglect. And, most often, DSS provides the biological parents with many opportunities to become reunified with their children before they file a petition to terminate parental rights.
Here is an excellent example of what happens when one fails to timely file a notice of appeal. The Appellate Divisions of the state like to deal with appeals expeditiously. And if an appeal is going to be taken from a decision, then the parties to the proceeding need to be placed on notice of any possible appeal as soon as possible. Otherwise, it is presumed that an appeal will not be taken.
In this post, I set forth two cases which deal with issues that are encountered all the time in family court: multiple orders, and the possibility that each may need to be appealed; and the need for particularity of the pleadings in order to give adequate and proper notice to both the court and the your opponent as to the specific relief requested.
The first case in this pair is yet another example of a hard lesson learned. When you are involved in legal proceedings, it is always sage advice to retain or be assigned an attorney. When you choose to represent yourself ... well ... have fun with that.
One of my favorite ways to get that incredible sugar high, as a kid, was to stuff my mouth full of grape bubble gum, in those halcyon days before the advent of
I was one of those kids who, if given a pack of gum or a box of candy, would knock the thing off, all at once, seeking - and getting - an amazing sugar high in the process. Oh, yeah. Delayed gratification just was not my thing as a kid. I wanted it and I wanted it yesterday. So, despite the fact that I have quite a few blog posts ready to go, and I could easily space them all out over the next several days or weeks, my gut feeling is screw it, just post 'em all. Why wait? What's the point? Why not just get them out there for the world (or a handful of people) to read? Why not experience the intensity of having them hit your system all at once!?
And as quickly as the snow came down this morning, here it is almost 1:00pm and it is largely gone. That, to me, is not snow. No, that's more like frozen dew. C'mon, winter! Where is the snow!!?? I want to be able to measure this stuff in feet, not fractions of an inch!
After that last post, something was gnawing at me and I couldn't figure out what it was. And then, while sitting at lunch, with my son, eating pizza and garlic knots, in one of my favorite hang-outs - Pizza Works of Ballston Spa, New York - and mindlessly watching Nascar on ESPN on the wall-to-wall flatscreens there, it dawned on me: a distant memory of an interesting conversation I'd had with a law professor many years ago. He was trying to provide me with a tongue-in-cheek analogy to aptly describe how I should view the concept of harmless error in a criminal context.
It's great to be back. Let's get started ...
As happy as I am to wake up to a cozy blanketing of snow, we all know that, in this last third of the season of winter, this is now the exception rather than the rule. Snow has been as rare this winter as brown grass otherwise should have been. But since we seem, in recent years, to have skipped spring altogether, perhaps we are now entering years when we skip directly from autumn to summer. And that ain't good.
Ever write an entire blog post and get ready to publish it - just as the power goes out? After about five minutes of exploring your complete repertoire of obscenities, you are then left wondering, gee, did I happen to save any of that? And then, several hours later, your day now conveniently destroyed by being without power, power comes back on as suddenly as it was cut off and then you get the wonderful satisfaction of knowing - surprise! - nothing was saved. Hurray! And you are left with trying to remember what the hell it was that you wrote, as you are forced to compose it all over again from scratch. Wonderful. Thanks, National Grid! Five more minutes of obscenities, this time directed at myself.
John and I very quickly learned to live a double life: to our friends and families, we were little radiohounds, eating up whatever singles Casey Kasem was ready to throw at us on his "American Top 40"; to each other, and Joe, we were budding audiophiles, getting turned on to the greatest music in the world, listening to album after album for long afternoons. This is the reason why you will find so many singles mixed in with so many non-single album tracks.
I'm in a music mood. So sue me. I'll get away from it soon enough. Trust me.
Also, given what I
And now for something completely different: a new set of songs for a new month.



