On Tuesday, I continued jury duty, and, once again, was told not to discuss the case with anybody.

I did, however, spend a lot of time waiting outside the courtroom with the other potential jurors, where I continued proofreading the novel of the professor whose novel I'm supposed to have been proofreading.

"My goodness; it really is just like a John Grisham novel! Well, except that you can't skim through the boring bits. And also except for the part about the lawyer's homes getting blown up and such. I think."