At the end of April I had to go to a local high school to serve on a jury involving a drunk driving arrest. I was the alternate, which really just meant that I had to sit in the only chair on the stage that the whole audience could see and try in vain to fight off drowsiness.

It was a very boring trial.

I did get seven dollars for it, though.

I’ve been called back to jury duty, my previous alternate status notwithstanding. Apparently, people in my county are lawbreakin’ fools.

If I fall asleep during the trial, I hope someone pinches me. If I end up arrested for contempt, someone send me a cake. Don’t bother putting a file in it. It would make the cake taste all metallic.