Doing My Civic Duty
Just back from the New Haven County Courthouse where I had my first jury duty experience (well, my first if you don't count last January when I blew it off by accident). It was interesting to see the inner workings of the judicial system. I was on the panel for a jury in a criminal case, but wasn't chosen. It was a good thing, too, because the trial was scheduled to begin on July 8. Which, you may remember, is the day Marty is moving to Germany. My work is going to be just beginning at that point.
A nice bonus: I was lucky enough to remember that Amanda was working in downtown New Haven today, so we met for lunch at Anna Liffey's Irish pub. The food was good, and it seems like a nice pub atmosphere. I am sure Amanda and Frank will go and check it out further some evening.
I can't believe I'm moving away from here. It keeps hitting me unexpectedly, how much I'm going to miss everyone. I guess I go back and forth between big excitement and mild befuddlement at the thought of living in Germany. Okay, and once in awhile, abject terror. But mostly I'm excited.
They are in the middle of the International Festival of Arts and Ideas in New Haven right now. Today was the Pizza Fest, and down around the Green this morning there were lots of trucks unloading tents, tables, all kinds of things.
Competing with the festivities and work going on down there this morning was a huge rally of abortion protesters with 6-foot placards showing pictures of aborted fetuses. I walked halfway around the Green and maybe thirty of them tried to speak to me. I am fine with ignoring people who want to engage me in discussions of topics I don't want to talk about with them; I do it all the time. But they had their kids out with the signs, too, the fuckers. I would have more respect for them if they didn't use their children as ammunition. It's a grown-up issue. Let's keep it in the realm of adult discourse.
Man, I'm cranky. Hee!
Just back from the New Haven County Courthouse where I had my first jury duty experience (well, my first if you don't count last January when I blew it off by accident). It was interesting to see the inner workings of the judicial system. I was on the panel for a jury in a criminal case, but wasn't chosen. It was a good thing, too, because the trial was scheduled to begin on July 8. Which, you may remember, is the day Marty is moving to Germany. My work is going to be just beginning at that point.
A nice bonus: I was lucky enough to remember that Amanda was working in downtown New Haven today, so we met for lunch at Anna Liffey's Irish pub. The food was good, and it seems like a nice pub atmosphere. I am sure Amanda and Frank will go and check it out further some evening.
I can't believe I'm moving away from here. It keeps hitting me unexpectedly, how much I'm going to miss everyone. I guess I go back and forth between big excitement and mild befuddlement at the thought of living in Germany. Okay, and once in awhile, abject terror. But mostly I'm excited.
They are in the middle of the International Festival of Arts and Ideas in New Haven right now. Today was the Pizza Fest, and down around the Green this morning there were lots of trucks unloading tents, tables, all kinds of things.
Competing with the festivities and work going on down there this morning was a huge rally of abortion protesters with 6-foot placards showing pictures of aborted fetuses. I walked halfway around the Green and maybe thirty of them tried to speak to me. I am fine with ignoring people who want to engage me in discussions of topics I don't want to talk about with them; I do it all the time. But they had their kids out with the signs, too, the fuckers. I would have more respect for them if they didn't use their children as ammunition. It's a grown-up issue. Let's keep it in the realm of adult discourse.
Man, I'm cranky. Hee!
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