Like most Americans, I woke this morning to one of my favorite days of the year, Thanksgiving. Unlike most Americans, I also woke this morning to news reports of an Italian prosecutor calling for me to be sentenced to one year in prison.
But in the spirit of the day, now that I’ve skimmed the news and reassured friends that I’m not going to prison (I hope), I’ll go about my day:
I’ll do some planning for my Dad’s 80th Birthday Party, do a kick-boxing class at gym, work on an academic privacy paper on the hotly-debated question of whether IP addresses should be considered “personal data” under EU law, give legal advice on some privacy questions, prepare for some meetings in Berlin, and, best of all, I’ll end the day with a candle-light dinner with the person I love in the city I love.
That’s a lot to be thankful for (well, not the Berlin or the Milan parts), but the rest anyway.