Don't Worry, Be Happy
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for hearings and for the verdict in the jury trial. Drive home. Walk to the office. Do a hearing over Zoom. Walk home. Walk down to the lakefront. See a deer in the park. That is an unusual sighting. Walk up Brady Street. Watch the end of the World Cup match between Ecuador and Germany. Ecuador pulls off a 2-1 upset. Walk home.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for more jury trial. Finish the presentation of evidence. Make closing arguments. Drive home. It rained most of the day. A noisy gull perched outside the window argued about something too.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. There all day for jury trial. Walk to Shake Shack after court to pick up dinner.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. Pick a jury, make opening arguments and start cross examining witnesses. Drive home.
In the morning drive to Merton. Walk around the perimiter through trails and subdivisions. Drive to Monches. Walk north on the Ice Age trail. Turn around and walk south back to my car. Drive to Heather’s house for steak and potatoes. Drive home.
In the morning lay on the couch for an extened period of time to recover some energy. In the afternoon walk to the lakefront. Walk home. Eat dinner. Walk back around downtown at sunset. See a small bunny rabbit looking at me from behind a parking lot fence. He is fascinated by me. Walk home.
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.
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.
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).
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.
