In most of the interviews I have done in the past, one recurring question was “What is a sassy lawyer day like?” The question is probably borne out of the curiosity to find out if I do much else aside from blogging considering how much output I could churn out in a day. Well, I’ll tell you a secret. I can speedread. My mother insisted I take speedreading lessons the summer before I entered the College of Law. That’s how I can write so many things in a day. More often the not, the output is directly proportional with the input.

In short, while the computer stays on most of the day, I am able to do a lot of other things. I have to, really. Until about two months ago, we had no househelp for almost two years. Had I been spending each weekday doing nothing but sit in front of the computer, we would have starved, we would have been wearing filthy clothes, etc. etc. Why am I writing about this? The title says Alfred Hitchcock… yeah, yeah… I’ll get to Hitchcock. I just want you to picture how things were when I stumbled onto Hitchcock’s 1963 film “The Birds”. So bear with me.