View from Courthouse 6th floor.
Photos were taken at same time. Can see fog was lighter at street level. I got called for Jury Duty. Not having an alarm clock, had daughter call me at 6AM to wake me. Gone are the days when I was up every morning at 6. Earlier, actually. Kept alarm set at 5:55AM and always woke before it went off. Or is that on? Never end a sentence with a preposition; is not off a preposition? Will look it up.
So, anyway, neighbor John is wrecking havoc with my life. He starts slamming around in his kitchen 9:30PM and the noise keeps up for two or more hours. Some nights it stops, but he starts up again at 11:30. Do not know what he is doing. Sounds like a barbell is dropped on the floor. And these drawers and cabinet doors are old, much painted over hinges and stuff, so they are noisy. Unless one takes time to open and close them quietly. That would be me, but never John.
There I go again, a post about Jury Duty becomes yet another rant about John.
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