Jurisprudence

So Monday morning, I finally answered the call of my government and stepped up to the plate. Yes, I was summoned and I arrived to serve...

jury duty.

And I didn't even have a reasonable excuse. It doesn't conflict with my class schedule (crap), it won't interfere with my moving (drat), and frankly doesn't cause me a hardship in any way (sonofabitch). What's more, this isn't just any jury duty. The jury on which I have been selected to serve would be pronounced as follows by a drunk: "Grant Drury." I'm actually looking forward to it - once a week for three hours. I will not keep you updated, as that would be illegal.

The only cute girl in the pool was excused, so I am left to spend the next 16 weeks with a bunch of average-looking middle-aged people... just like me. Interesting though - one lady in the pool described her occupation as "crossing guard." Trina, let me know if a fellow student misses one of her classes due to "a legal matter."

In other news, there is none. Not unless you talk to me. Sorry Will, I'll call you back.