I Am the Law ... Well, the Nice Kind

When an attorney enters your office unexpected/unannounced, with coat slung over shoulder, and places his briefcase down in the chair by your desk, one often stops in his or her tracks.
Fortunately, it was Buffalo Pundit who dropped by my office yesterday, between court cases, to say hello and and join me in some snarky conversation concerning politics, blogging and the media.
And thanks to Judge Dredd and Anthrax for the post title inspiration.