Like anyone pays attention...
Let's see I go on jerky, er, jury duty and the world falls apart. We get cap and trade and universal healthcare. And we have a new senator I'd say the name but I might puke on the keyboard all I'll say is what were they thinking. Goodness gracious, me oh, my...where do I begin. As contempt fills my little brain.
If anyone wants to know what life under the fairness doctrine or whatever it will called will be like just go on jury duty. It was a beautiful morning, up seven floors in a federal building(my brain just kept looking for the exits and hoped for no loud noises) All the prospective jurors were asked questions and then the chose the chosen... of all the damn things to get I get picked for this. I felt like that old Groucho Marx quote I don't want to belong to any group that would want me.
Oh, the joys of not using the internet so that you don't sneak a peek at any info not given during the trial(yeah, I know as long as I didn't say anything online or look...I know me I'd look)so I now have ninety thousand e-mails and aol is begging me to empty my mailbox.
Plus the joy of frying my phone.
I did have a few thought on jerky, jury duty like they provided us Pepsi which has a logo that looks like Obama's logo from the campaign on it should I be worried about it? Yes, deep thoughts like this creep into your head when you are trying to focus on something you don't care about.
