Summons of doom

Almost every day there's some chore related to this latest summons to jury duty. Drat! It's been over two years since the last time so I'm fair game. At least the preliminaries are all on line, so there's no need to trek out to the dread Crockett Center by bus or cab. At this stage it appears that, if I'm actually empaneled, the dates will be the most inconvenient possible. Every once in a while there's a dream about the time that I was reached and did serve. I'll never forget any of the people on that panel.