Don't Worry, Be Happy
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. There all day. Drive home. At night walk down to the lakefront. Watch election coverage until midnight. Democrats win an absolute crushing victory. Happy days are here again.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. For lunch walk over to the Historic Pabst Brewery development and get lunch at “On Tap”. Walk back to the courthouse. Go in for more jury trial. Drive home in the dark due to the end of Daylight Savings time.
In the morning ride my bike to Estabrook Park. Walk around the woods. Ride south to Forest Home cemetery. Walk around the graveyard. Ride to Los Comales. Order four delicious tacos. Ride home.
In the morning walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk to Goodwill buy clothes for client’s trial next week. Walk to the jail to drop off the clothes. Walk home.
In the morning walk to Wisconsin Avenue to take in the Brewers World Series parade excitement. Walk home. Binge watch episodes from the third season of “Silo” (2026). At night walk north to Downer Avenue while listening to Harvard lose to Dartmouth. Walk home.
In the morning walk to the office. Work for a while. Walk home. In the afternoon drive to the courthouse. Go in for a deposition. Chat up the Brewers World Series win with the prosecutor. Drive home.
In the morning walk to the office. Work on a few matters. Walk home. In the afternoon drive to the jail. Go in for a consultation. Walk over to the courthouse. Go in for a sentencing hearing. Drive home. Drive out to the Union House for a steak dinner. Drive home. Listen to the Brewers win game 5 of the World Series 4-1 over the Tampa Bay Rays. Brrewers win the World Series.
In the morning walk to the office. Work most of the day. Walk home. At night listen to the Brewers lose game four of the World Series in 13 innings to the Tampa Bay Rays, 4-3.
In the morning drive to the courthouse. Go in for jury trial. Case is adjourned. Drive home. Lay on the couch. Unable to do much more than that the rest of the day. At night listen to the Brewers crush the Tampa Bay Rays in game three of the World Series, 10-1.
In the morning walk south on Windlake Avenue out to the Forest Home cemetery. Turn around and walk north. Pass a gato relaxing along Muskego Avenue. Stop at Los Comales for tacos. My legs are completely annihilated.
