February 1-10, 2006
PS: Reader Andy Page contributes this.
When you have owned the same house for more than 30 years you discover the oddest things you once thought worthy of keeping.
Any ideas? Should I plug this one in? How about drinking the other?
PS: Secular trumps sacred every time.
Reader Adrian Bacon from Tambacounda, Senegal writes: "Sir, it has been a long time since you have posted any views of that part of the Fort Lauderdale beach immediately in front of the Elbo Room."
Sigh ... Friday afternoons at the end of Las Olas Boulevard during school days offer very little to see, save for sparse vehicle traffic and unloading beer trucks. However, the lens from THOCBDC did manage to capture one beach bunny on the move.
Did you notice that Wilma stripped the Elbo Room of its sign?
Saying goodbye to a 38 year old friend ... it's moving to Nevada
Now when we buy a new Mercedes we get, along with several instruction manuals, a list of all the Mercedes dealers. But this was not always the case. Forty years ago each Mercedes came with four maps, each covering a part of the world: North America, South America, Africa and Asia. Every city that had a Mercedes dealer was rewarded with a red dot. It is interesting that a European map was not included ... we can only assume that Europe was so awash with Mercedes dealers that there was no need of one.
PS: 1968 Mercedes Benz SE Coupe writes: "Yawn ..."
THOCBDC is on jury duty. Cameras are not allowed in the courtroom.
I figured that I had it cinched. When asked by the Public Defender if my experience in the District Attorney's office would prejudice me in any way in favor of the prosecution I used Paul's wording: "It is unlikely that the defendant would have reached this stage in the criminal justice system without being guilty." However, I tossed in this caveat which probably sunk me: "Even though I know how the criminal justice system works, I think I can follow the rules."
Actually, I am juror #7 ... an alternate. So, I get to hear all the evidence, but unless one of the big six dies my job ends before deliberations. In fact it is more fun being an alternate: I can then talk to the trial lawyers after the evidence but before the verdict. "Your guy really looks guilty ... and why didn't he take the stand?" OR "The victim deserved what she got."
PS: Cameras are allowed in the courthouse if the lens points out a window. This is the courthouse parking garage.
The trial just finished its second day. I get free parking for the duration; non-jurors pay $2.00 an hour just to keep their cars in this nice covered garage (*). I am really making out like a bandit (**). Right? Yesterday I didn't have to pay $18.00. Today I drove away without having to pay $10.00. Tomorrow should make me another $16.00 'richer'.
(*) Scroll up to yesterday to see the courthouse garage.
(**) Another fringe benefit is that if someone smashes into my car while it is parked my juror number on the dashboard card will allow the parking lot authorities to find me right away...well, maybe they will have to wait until the judge orders a recess.
I risked this photo in the Broward County courthouse. It is a sculpture of the man whose name the county bears: Napoleon Bonaparte BROWARD.
Reader B., who recently brought you that German ad for eyeglasses, now takes on a new client (1104kb MPEG).
Yesterday, THOCBDC received Broward County's highest honor. Oh, yes, the defendant got 364 days in the local slammer; the jury deliberated for 10 minutes. If the judge had given him 365 days he would have gone to the big house.
Reader B. K. from Hanoi, Vietnam writes: "I collect matchbooks. Does anyone outside of Vietnam share this hobby?"
Yes! THOCBDC seems to have a larger matchbook collection than even its corkscrew collection (*).
Today was a bad day for beach bunnies ... windy and in the mid 40's.
(*) Even when not counting the matchbooks in Bangkok.
Next: Part II