Don't Worry, Be Happy
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. There all day again. Someone claims the bathroom on the fourth floor of the Safety Building looks haunted like from “The Shining” (1980). I agree with their opinion. It is a lighthearted moment in an otherwise very serious day handling a double murder trial.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. There all day. Drive home.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. The homeless man that sleeps in the parking garage is there again this morning. I go in for the jury trial that was supposed to begin yesterday. I am there the rest of the day.
A blizzard snowstorm hits the city overnight. The courthouse is closed. It is a snow day!! Walk to the office. Send out several bills on closed cases for payment. Walk home. Walk around downtown and trudge around in the snow.
In the morning walk around downtown. Listen to American Top 40 from this week in 1975. “Black Water” by the Doobie Brothers is number one. It rains heavily the rest of the day. Lay on the couch.
In the morning walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Walk to Los Comales again. Get five pastor tacos with onions and cilantro again. Listen to the Metropolitan Opera afternoon performance of “Madame Butterfly” (1904).
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for several hearings. Drive home. Eat lunch. In the afternoon drive back to the courthouse. Go in for a consultation and another hearing. Kill some time waiting for court watching a defendant representing himself. It’s so cringe. Drive home.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for hearings. Walk to the jail. Go in for a consultation. Drive home. Eat lunch. Drive back to the courthouse. Go in for another hearing. Drive home. Walk to Los Comales. Go in and get five pastor tacos with onion and cilantro. Watch the exciting telenovela playing on the television. It features and exciting courtroom scene with a custody battle involving a trans father. The mother slaps him/her in the face. Then the two lawyers start hitting on each other in the hallway after fighting it out in the courtroom. It is all in Spanish of course. This was the highlight of my week.
In the morning walk to the office. Prepare for trial next week. Walk home. Walk to acupuncture appointment. Walk home in a daze. Lay on the couch.
In the morning drive to the House of Correction. Go in for consultations. Drive home. Eat lunch. Drive to the courthouse. Go in for a preliminary hearing. Client waives the hearing. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work briefly. Walk to the grocery store. Walk home.
