omorka | Not used to being at home and awake at this hour

Well, off to jury duty.

I'm dressing slightly more conservatively than I had planned; I couldn't put a truly hippie-dippy ensemble together that still fit my internalized Southern standards of what is decent to wear in a courtroom. (I want them to think I'm a flaming Socialist leftist weirdo, not a stoner chick who doesn't know how to dress!) But the octagram is prominently displayed, and I am wearing glitter.

Hopefully, I'll be back in the early afternoon, having been deemed unfit to pass judgment on my peers.

If "evaluation" really is at the top of Bloom's Taxonomy (I feel about Bloom the same way

memeslayer feels about Gardner), and most of the people who are on juries haven't graduated from college, no wonder our legal system looks the way it does . . .