Today I got to experience not only the vagaries of interstate flight, but the justice system, *and* I unpacked too!

I will never quite understand why it's cheaper to fly several hundred miles out of your way to get where you want to go than a direct flight. For instance, to get from the Bay area to Dallas and back this weekend, I had to make a pitstop in Houston in both directions - that's that town that's almost 250 miles south of Dallas. 1000 extra miles, so that I could pay $200 rather than $350 for a direct flight.

Upon landing in Oakland, I had to take a cab to my work to pick up my car, printed out some directions, and then raced off on an almost-empty gas tank to Redwood City for my jury duty appointment. I had forgotten that that's where the Scott Peterson case is being held, with all the accompanying media. The media that literally camps out, blocking streets and requiring miles and miles of cabling to stay on top of all the action. They had built little bridges over the rivers of cabling so that innocent jurors wouldn't fall in and drown. I appreciated the gesture. I also appreciated having to sit around for 2 hours before they decided to dismiss us. I wouldn't have minded serving, I just don't like sitting around in bland rooms with bad art and no food after spending several hours on planes. But hey, at least I showed up.

Now I am back, I have food, and I'm going to bed very shortly, to make up the sleep I lost while partying all weekend.

How's your week going?