We're going into a third day at the trial. Personally, I would've preferred to go really late tonight and not have to do the extra day, but the panel is two-thirds women, and I understand the idea of not making the ladies walk around downtown after dark. At any rate, only the final stages are left, so with any luck we'll be done by lunchtime.
Still can't talk about anything, of course, but there will be tales to tell when it's done.
Chivalry's not dead; it just smells funny: I saw some old-school manners in action today, as several men actually gave up their seats to ladies on the train! (I would have been one of said men if a few more ladies had boarded, but in the end, I vegged with my newspaper for the duration of the trip.) It almost made me wish for rain, just to see if these same guys would spread their coats over a puddle for the ladies to walk on. (I talk in half-jest, but it really is refreshing to see this kind of behavior, and to see its recipients accept it as well.)
Speaking of the train, I still love it; tomorrow I ride the Blue Line from downtown Garland in the optimistic hope of getting done by midday.