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Empty your pockets please…

These were the words Chip and I heard at 8:45 this morning standing just inside the doorway at the county courthouse.  (Yes, we were called together) A blizzard was raging outside on this fine April morning as we waited in line, snow mounting on our shoulders, ready to do our civic duty as jurors. While waiting for the courthouse to open, we jurors were huddled somewhat together chatting about being called, the strain it puts on our businesses and colleagues and…

Jersey drivers aren’t even close to Italian drivers.

On Sunday, I drove to Delaware to spend a few days with my new team.  Driving is relaxing to me and I am used to longer drives.  I was looking at about 5 hours so I packed some snacks and water, as well as a large coffee and headed out. My drive was uneventful for the fist 100 or so miles.  I was listening to my playlists and as usual, singing along with Pitbull.  I exited the NYS Thruway and…