Don't Worry, Be Happy
In the morning walk to the office. Prepare two cases for jury trial on Monday. Walk home. Walk down to the lakefront. Throw out a trail of bread and a hundred geese follow after me. Listen to Harvard beat Cornell in an Ivy League showdown in Ithica, New York. Walk home. In the late afternoon walk to the jail. Go in for a consultation. Walk home.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for a sentencing hearing. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Stop at the Milwaukee Market to get four tacos. Walk home. Too exhausted to do anything that gets me off the couch. Watch Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country” (1991).
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for a hearing. Drive home. Do a telephone consultation with a client locked up in prison. In the afternoon drive back to the courthouse. Go in for more hearings. Drive home. Walk to Mcdonald’s. Get dinner. There are Monopoly stickers in the bag. Put it in my backpack and walk home to eat it. At night listen to more Major League Baseball playoff action.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for a hearing. Drive to the Children’s Courthouse detention center. Go in for two consultations. Drive to Subpurpia. Get a turkey sub. Drive home. Eat the sub. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Walk north to Locust Street. Walk to Brady Street. Stop to watch more of the Major League Baseball playoffs. Walk home. Stay up late to listen to the Brewers beat the Padres to win the series.
In the morning walk to the office. Work all day. Walk home. Stop to gawk at the damaged stoplight onto the freeweway express ramp on Broadway and Clybourn Street. Not sure how it happened. The city sends out workers to gawk at the damage too.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for two jury trials. One pleads out and the other one is adjourned. Drive home. Walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. Watch the season finale of “Lanterns” (2026). Walk north to Locust Street. Listen to more Major League baseball playoff games.
In the morning walk south to Bay View. Walk by the Cactus Club. Turn north on to the route for the Milwaukee Marathon. Crash the event. Go up over the Hoan Bridge with the rest of the runners. People cheer me on as I participate in an event that I did not sign up for. Walk home. Listen to the Packers beat Tampa Bay then the Brewers beating the Padres in the bottom of the ninth.
In the morning walk to the office. Work briefly. Walk home. At night walk to American Family Field. Sit outside the stadium and eat a brat with secret stadium sauce while watching the first few inings of the Brewers playoff game against the San Diego Padres. Walk home down Wisconsin Avenue. Stop at the Rave to watch the goth concert goers wandering around the gates. Walk home. Listen to Harvard beat Colgate and a crazy final play involving a hail mary pass and a lateral pass. Yell and scream on Wisconsin Avenue like a crazy person. No one cares. Walk home while listening to the Brewers win too.
In the morning walk to the office. Start working on trial preparation for next week. Client’s mother calls and says client changed his mind and wants to plead out. Walk to the jail. Go in for consultation. Client is indeed changing his mind. Fill out plea forms. Client signs. Walk back to the office. Electronically file the plea forms with the court. Walk home.
In the morning walk to the Couture. Go in and get a haircut. Walk home. Drive to the jail. Go in for a consultation. Walk over to the courthouse. Go in for a sentencing hearing. The court is in trial so the case is adjourned. Drive home. Listen to the last game of the Wild Card round of the Major League Baseball playoffs.
