Mar 292011
 

I was sum­moned for jury duty at the Fed­er­al Dis­trict Court in Los Ange­les for two weeks of ser­vice com­menc­ing on March 22nd. As direct­ed I called the court hot­line on the 21st and found I was off the hook for that week. Call­ing again on the 28th I was told to report to the jury room at 7:45 the fol­low­ing morn­ing.

So I left home at 5:00 a.m. and zoomed to the court park­ing lot in down­town Los Ange­les arriv­ing at 6:30, per­fect. It was a nice 1/2 mile walk in the awak­en­ing city to my favorite break­fast spot in that area, Phillipe’s (upper left pho­to, 7:05 on the clock there­in) to eat and read all the inter­est­ing his­to­ry on the walls about steam trains and oth­er fas­ci­nat­ing top­ics. After­ward it was back to the car to grab some stuff I want­ed to have with me then over to the cour­t­house (left build­ing in the upper right pho­to — that’s me in the third floor win­dow).

By 11:30 half of us had found out that “our tri­al” had been con­tin­ued but that we need­ed to stay until the jury selec­tion process com­plet­ed for the oth­er half. So back to the car to switch into more com­fort­able clothes and back to Phillipe’s for a lamb sand­wich, baked apple, and glass of lemon­ade. After lunch it was a great walk through Chi­na­town (very nice ban­ner above), Oliv­era Street, the beau­ti­ful Union Sta­tion (image 4), and the Pueblo de Los Ange­les before the return to the cour­t­house where at 1:20 p.m. we were told that the oth­er jury had com­plet­ed selec­tion and our jury ser­vice was fin­ished, finis. By then I was feel­ing pret­ty tired so I hopped in the Vol­vo and bee lined for home, arriv­ing just eight hours after I’d left.

For ver­i­fi­ca­tion, reim­burse­ment, and/or cred­i­bil­i­ty here is my juror badge.

 

 Posted by at 3:00 pm
Mar 112011
 

Car­ol sug­gest­ed an out­ing to the Vedan­ta Tem­ple and Bocal­li’s (that got my buy in) so we first head­ed over toward Vedan­ta to enjoy the grounds when, along the way, I spied Butch and Sun­dance comin’ right through the wall of the Sheffield Reser­voir, too fun! Well I just had to yell whoa to all those ponies under the hood and pull over to say howdy and ask, busy as they were, if I could have my pic­ture tak­en with them.

Then it was back on task and on to the Vedan­ta where we see Ms. P pos­ing by bell and boul­der along with a nice, split panora­ma of the tem­ple itself.

I just don’t under­stand these uptight med­i­ta­tive types, chill it’s only a brief call.

So, after we were asked to leave we sailed on over the dual Casitas Pass­es enjoy­ing the fan­tas­tic day with lots of ear­ly bird wild­flow­ers and end­ing up at Bocal­li’s in Ojai for lunch and cer­tain­ly not for­get­ting their sig­na­ture dessert.

 Posted by at 12:00 pm