Oh, how misereable jury duty was! Four days of boredom and wasting money in restaurants, followed by one day of contentious nonsense deliberation.  I was placed on a civil case: a delivery man who slipped and fell on ice at a general store.  I learned two things.  First, businesses in Massachusetts have few obligations to clear dangerous snow and ice (look up what “unnatural accumulation” means, and you’ll know what I mean).  Second, once a straw poll is taken, discussion of evidence ends.  Those jurors who are in the majority feel that there is a quick end to deliberations and seek to convert the minority to their opinion.

To recover, I took Elias to the puppet-and-dance adaptation of Leo Lionni’s Tico and the Golding Wing at Eric Carle Picture Book Museum.  Very cool.