Just got back. Oh man.... This day has been a whirlwind if ever there was one. Check out my previous two journal entries for the full story.

Right, so the courthouse....

After introductions and a quick explanation on how everything is gonna go down, we're seated and ready to begin. The suspect is brought in, bound in handcuffs and... a striped jail suit? What? He looked like he came out of a Sunday comic strip. Even the judge was taken back by this and demanded an explanation right off the bat. Apparently this clown was wearing the getup when he was apprehended. A moment of stunned silence. Then, one of the guys next to me blurted out what we were all thinking: "Are you high?" The judge collected himself and told us to can-it (in a more professional manner) and got the hearing underway.

So apparently, this guy was caught early today attempting to break into a car parked in the Borders parking lot. Effectively dresses as the hamburgler. This time however, someone saw him... I swear to god, I don't know what I'll do if it turns out this guy committed all those crimes dressed that way.... Anyway, the witness yells at the suspect, which promptly makes him bolt out of the lot. The witness chases after him... and then it gets weird.

The suspect, dressed as he is, runs to a dumpster and tries to hide IN it. Mind you, this is happening in plain sight. The witness who chased him saw the whole thing. So... apparently he walks over to the dumpster, flips the top closed and manages to "lock" it shut with some garbage nearby. There he remains until the police pick him up.

A few hours go by and each of us get to make statements. As we do, the staff bring out various pieces of evidence found on the suspect at the time of his capture. Some of them are identified by the victims as property stolen from their vehicles. And wouldn't you know it? Guess what one of those items was?

My keychain.

Mmmmmmmmm. Satisfying. I identified the shit out of that thing. "Oh yeah, that's totally mine. You can't see it from here, but there's a dark mark across the front of it where it once got wedged between my rearview mirror and ceiling." Bam. Owned.

I wasn't the first to do that, but it still was awesome. And by the time the last person went up, the judge was pretty much convinced. I am of course, summarizing a lot of what went on - but those were pretty much the highlights.

So by now every thing's winding down and it's late enough as it is. So the Judge readies himself for his final statement.

Of course he finds the man guilty. And then, in an ending to this ordeal that couldn't be more fitting, he sentences him to




Three years...
















...of long...






















... hard...




























APRIL FOOLS!