Hello world!
Wow, I haven't typed anything in my own blog in over two years! Is this thing still on? I'm asking my brain. I guess it's because I really haven't had much to blog about. But I thought I might as well type something here again, although I'm probably the only one who will read it.
So at the beginning of this year, 2011, I get a letter in the mail, telling me that I've been selected for jury duty for the next six months. Oh boy! I'm so NOT looking forward to it. I got my first call in January. Both my parents have served, so they knew all about it.
This first time, it wasn't a big case. There were about 60 people there, and my assigned number was somewhere in the 40s. Not a big chance that I would get picked to be on the jury. They say the lower numbers are most likely to be picked.
It was a cold wintry day. I had a heavy coat on, but the courthouse was quite warm. We were all bunched up together on hard wooden benches that weren't exactly too comfortable. I was a little nervous and didn't take off my coat before I had sat down, although I wish I would have.
After waiting and waiting, the judge comes in the courtroom, and we recite the Pledge of Allegiance. But then he let us know that the case had been settled out of court. Whew! Nice meeting you all! Time to go back home.
But the next time I got called, which was last month, I had to spend more time at the courthouse. This time, however, it wasn't a cold wintry day--it was a HOT summer-like day! And this was a murder case! My assigned number was 34 out of about 100. This case was going to last three days or so.
Sitting there bunched up in the hot crowded courtroom on a hard wooden bench for most of the day, I listened to the judge and the lawyers about the case. We were asked a lot of questions (a process known as
voir dire), as they needed to choose a jury. Would I be chosen this time?
Almost! I was skipped over a few numbers. Whew! Squeaked by again! But this time, I was a little disappointed. I do sometimes watch court shows, and I really wouldn't have had a big problem being a jury member. Nothing wrong with a little excitement in my life, right? Ah well, maybe next time.
Well, a few weeks ago, I did get yet another call for jury duty. I must report on Thursday at 8:30 a.m. This is my last month, so I might as well go out with a bang. But this time, I don't even make it to the courthouse. They call to let me know that the case has been settled out of court. Ah well.
I came oh so close, but I guess I was just never meant to be a jury member. I just hope that I never have to spend time in court
besides jury duty.
Each year, King Moonracer searches the world for misfit toys and brings them to his island, so that they could live unhappily together forever until somebody wants them. 
However, misfits don't have to be just toys. They can be people, too--right here on planet Earth. 
