grand jury

remember this memorable event?  two years after it happened, i went before a grand jury to testify as to what i witnessed during an armed robbery in fremont, ca.  it was a little weird, and nothing like i've ever seen on tv.  the judge didn't wear a robe; he had on a bright red bowling shirt with black stripes.  the da had on my favorite outfit of the day; blue seersucker suit with a navy polkadot tie.  the da asked me a series of questions regarding everything i experienced that night, i gave my answers, and fifteen minutes later i was out the door and headed home.  hopefully, this is the last i ever have to deal with that situation.  the wheels of justice do indeed grind exceedingly slow.