Another Day of Jury Duty
Sitting in the courtroom again today while they choose jurors. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll get picked. (My number was called last today).
I will say this: I’m definitely feeling like a model citizen today. I rode my bike to the subway station, and then rode it another mile from the station to the courthouse. In Los Angeles. And the reason I rode my bike was because Hila needed our only car – a PRIUS – to run some errands.
The smog (or a car, or an earthquake) may kill me on the ride home, but nothing can take away my admittedly smug, tree-hugging, soy-latte-drinking, California-Buddhist smile.