Somehow the traffic ticket I got for an expired tag landed me in a courtroom full of shackled, orange-jumpsuit-wearing individuals pleading to a variety of criminal charges.
You might think the highlight of the day was the man wearing sixteen pairs of socks and no shoes who had his charges dropped as long as he promised never to return to Family Dollar. Or perhaps it was the man who had been out of prison for less than a year pleading for leniency because his “baby mama” needs help taking care of their three kids. But you’d be wrong.
No, the highlight of the day was the man who said, without a hint of irony, “Your honor, I plead guilty to urination, but not the ‘in public’ part — it was against the side of a building!”
June 21, 2008 at 10:48 pm
Humanity is funny. No need for fiction when you’re observant, eh?
I’m with ya on the family thing and your move. Good call. I have much family with whom I don’t communicate, and I have good reason to believe that most of them read my blog, but only one has made an attempt to communicate. It caused a moment of panic, but I made the choice not to live in fear. That said, had that person, as well as others, begun emailing me, I would have have chosen your current path. Glad to see you up and running.