dude, CAALA is gonna be so sick this year
The annual bacchanalia of the litigation class is back
This weekend is the big CAALA conference at the Wynn in Las Vegas. It’s a huge whammer put on by the Consumer Attorneys Association of Los Angeles, which attracts mostly flashy plaintiff’s lawyers from across the country who troll for slip and fall cases. In the mornings you can do a little light conference room yoga, then sit on an ethics panel in the afternoon, so by night you don’t feel so bad about banging overworked associates.
I went one year, and man, it was w-i-l-d. Here’s me pregaming for it in the Daily Journal office:
Don’t worry, that wasn’t cocaine. It was just some Johnson & Johnson talcum baby powder.
Anyway, the big event for years was always Girardi’s party. He won’t be there this time but he’ll be live streaming it from his dope new Burbank nursing home. When I went Girardi hired the softcore rock band Styx, but he didn’t even go to his own party. He appeared via television like some dystopian oligarch welcoming everyone to hell. By the end of the night I reluctantly ended up in a club with a $100 cover to watch the Chainsmokers soundtrack everyone’s night of sexual violence.
If anyone is going this time, please report back all the salacious details. Who’s throwing the hottest party? I wanna know all about Arash Homampour’s DJ set.
