Waiting for the Martini:
Jury Duty, Day Four

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Date: Thu, 21 Aug 1997 20:00:48

"Sally Field[s] Forever"
aka
"They Like Me, They Really Like Me"

Was it only yesterday (now it seems so far away) that I was kvetching about not being on a jury? Well, as a good friend reminded me recently, "answered prayers can turn into dangerous realities."

I've evolved legs and dragged myself up out of the primordial ooze of the jury room and onto the craggy beachhead of an actual jury. Yes, they picked little old me, wisecracks and all (more on that with tomorrow's installment).

I absolutely should not, cannot, and will not divulge any details of the trial, since it's only in recess now. No way can you get me to tell you anything about it -- not even my usual smart-alecky remarks during voir dire, as they would probably reveal too much. Nuh uh. Nosirree. If Kristin Scott Thomas and Uma Thurman were to dress up in skintight black leather outfits and come to my house THIS VERY MINUTE and torture me with long feather boas while Sonia Braga watched, my lips would be sealed.

C'mon, I double dare you! Please.

I *can* say that the attorneys -- both for the defense and the City of Seattle -- are putting on quite a display of
incredibly

        slow

                cross

                        examination.

I have caught the judge man himself nodding off a couple of times.

So, in honor of the glacial (some might even say "tectonic") pace of the proceedings, here is:

Today's Martini Recipe:
"The Glacier Blue"
(from the Four Seasons Hotel in Seattle)

1. In cocktail shaker, toss in dash (absolutely no more than 1/4 shot) Blue Curaçao liqueur, 2 shots Bombay Sapphire Gin, and 3 shots Stoli Cristall vodka. Over ice, but doesn't have to be from a glacier.
2. Sheikh Jer Bouti for approximately 40 seconds.
3. Pour contents of shaker through strainer and over lemon twists in two large martini glasses.
4. Watch the polar bears dance on your ceiling.

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