I'm so not happy about possibly having jury duty tomorrow. I can't stop thinking about it. Surely they won't select me! Come on! I've got degrees in theatre and theology. (Well, I almost have a degree in theology... shut up, Boscoe.) If that doesn't display a lack of "soun d mind and good moral character," I don't know what does.

According to the poll, I should write "Ron Paul for President" on my jury form. That might work. Maybe I need a button or something. Of course, there are more dramatic options available to me. I'm not exactly famous, but I'm well-known enough around here that smacking one of the attorneys on the butt and pretending to be old friends would probably come back to haunt me. Especially if that attorney was female. That might not play well in the papers.

If I'm honest, the thing I'm least looking forward to is having to be at the courthouse at 8:00am. That hour is unknown to me. I work in theatre. Theatre has no place in AM. That means I'll have to get up at like 7:00am! 7:00AM!! I don't have any kids! There's no good reason for me to be up at that hour.

Maybe they'll settle before the court date. I've seen that happen on Law and Order. It's totally possible.

Ugh. I'll let you know what happens. One thing's for darned sure: I ain't shaving for them. And I might not brush my teeth.