As you may (or may not) be aware, I’ve been sitting in a courtroom all week long. To say I’m in a bubble is an understatement. While some people bring in laptops, I bring my sudoku book and my phone.
My old, non-web browsing phone.
My communication to the outside world has been limited to the occasional text message from the husband.
So far the major theme of the messages from Ash have been about how many people have been visiting my website (thanks to the on the field toilet shots of an Auburn player…sorry, #23). Today though…today was slightly different. Because today’s “text message of the day” was about this.
And when that article says the 1700 block, just to give you an idea of how close my home is to that molotov cocktail…
I can see the building from my back bedroom.
I think it’s safe to say that I can’t move out of here fast enough.
here I come!