Coming and going

In the morning walk to the office. Work on many projects. Walk home. Eat lunch. Walk back to the office. Work a little more. Walk home. Walk down to the Summerfest main gate. See people coming and going. Walk north. See squirrels coming and going. See geese coming and going. Walk back home.

Kids get all the bread

In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for a hearing. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Walk down to the lakefront. See geese on the lagoon. Throw out bread. The parents chase away the other geese so that their kids get all the bread. Walk home.

First Contact

Wake up to a rainy morning. It ends up raining all day. Drive out to the House of Correction. Go in for a consultation. Drive home. Eat lunch. Drive to the courthouse. Go in for a preliminary hearing. Drive home. Watch “Star Trek: First Contact” (1996).

Raccoon in the corner

In the morning drive to the jail. Go in for a consultation. See a raccoon curled up in the corner of the parking garage. The raccoon just stares at me. I say hello. Drive home.

Not much motivation

In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for a hearing. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Walk to the grocery store. Walk home. Not much motivation to do anymore today.

Across the wetlands

In the morning ride my bike out to Endicott Park in Brookfield. Walk north to Capitol Drive. Turn around and walk across the wooden walking patch across the wetlands in Mitchell Park. Walk south along Barker Road. Walk back to my bike. Ride home.

Into Bayside

Ride my bike to Santa Monica Boulevard. Walk north into Bayside. Walk down to Lake Michigan. Walk north to Doctor’s Point. Walk back to my bike. Ride home.

Battle to a 1-1 tie

In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for hearings. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Walk to the lakefront. Walk up to Brady Street. Stop at Nomad to take in the World Cup viewing party. Watch Canada and Bosnia & Herzegovina battle to a 1-1 tie. Walk home.

Dodged a wet bullet

In the morning ride my bike to Calhoun Road. Lock it up and walk west along the New Berlin trail. Turn around and walk back to my bike. Ride home. Two minutes after I get inside the sky opens up and a massive rainstorm hits. I really dodged a wet bullet.