tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-27505340317730700492008-07-08T23:50:00.000-05:002008-07-08T23:50:00.000-05:002008-07-08T23:50:00.000-05:00Oh baby, at least your jury waiting-hostage room wasn't overseen by clerks who LOVE Rachel Ray. And the NOISE -- Rachel Ray yammering YUMMO and EVOO at full volume while the 200-plus overflow potential jurors smacked gum, bitched into their cell phones, and smoked in the patio with the propped-open glass door because there were just so many us I guess they were afraid we'd stampede crashing through the glass in a moment of peak claustrophobia.<BR/><BR/>aaaaaaaah! But felt sooo good to make it out of there about 3 pm (judge late) soon as they found out I work for lawyers :)<BR/><BR/>-- and you have a knack for making even paint dry exciting and funny!Letty Cruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01278251441828101436noreply@blogger.com