I have to get up early tomorrow to report for jury duty. It will be my first time. I’ve heard all of the dozens of tricks you can play to get out of it, but my plan is to be honest and if I’m selected to serve as a juror for a trial then I will. I would hope that if I were ever being tried that other people like myself would do the same.
I feel kind of guilty that my blog did not recognize the holidays, and especially that my Christmas day post is about using Google Reader. On the other hand, does it matter? You knew when it was Christmas and you didn’t need the Internet, let alone this unimportant blog, to tell you that.
My parents were in England, so I spent my Christmas with my brother and his girlfriend in Pittsburgh. It was pleasant. I had all sorts of plans to visit old friends, but I came down with a cold that lasted the whole week. Maybe it was for the best: I stayed in, actually relaxed, and leveled up my rogue character in World of Warcraft. I also made a green bean casserole and learned what it meant to buy fried onions in a can.
New Year’s was nice. I hate all the pressure to be somewhere doing something significant at the moment the clock strikes twelve. This year I was at a small party in a Brooklyn apartment with just the right amount of people and someone to kiss after midnight. At the time it didn’t occur to me that I could be anywhere else. How perfect.
Tomorrow will be the return to “normalcy”, supposedly. I only hope my civic responsibilities don’t interfere with my plans to visit D.C. for Obama’s inauguration. That would greatly reduce my faith in karma.