Thursday, September 22, 2005
Pauly Shore stars in Jurors on the Lam!!
I went in for jury duty on Tuesday, which means, unless I would get called for a jury interview, that I sat in a big room for 7 hours. It was like a long flight, except the bathrooms were bigger, and there was "National Geographic" and "Stuff" in the magazine pool.
I didn't get called.
Luckily, I had High Fidelity to finish. That was two hours. I worked on my play for a bit. Two more. Then I tried to remember which of these comedy powerhouses -- Pauly Shore or Jim Varney -- starred in a jury duty movie. That lead to lists of each's films. I knew Earnest saved Christmas, went to camp/jail, but didn't he also serve on a jury? And if I'm not mistaken, Pauly Shore, in the twilight of his film career, after Encino Man, Son in Law, and In the Army Now, was in a movie with a Baldwin, where they were escaped convicts or something, but only after they were... jurors?
So that was thirty seconds.
We got an hour and a half for lunch, which was nice. I took advantage and walked down Second to Little Tokyo, had some good sushi at this place Marah and I discovered last year. I really liked walking around downtown. Made me nostalgic for memorable walks I've had in New York, San Francisco, Chicago.
When I got back to the criminal justice building, I noticed a 1940s-y commotion across the street at City Hall. Old cars lined the sidewalk, people stood around in dress, a small stage was erected at the top of the steps, as if for some kind of speaker to give some kind of address to the 40s people. Foolishly, I thought this might be a historical dedication (after running into the clan of Midnight Ridazz two weeks ago, the bicyclists who go out in costume, it seemed totally plausible). Then I saw the cameras. Ah yes. This is part of why I love LA. Fiction and real life aren't afraid to mingle.
By the way, they both served jury duty, with varying degrees of hilariousness, I'm sure.
I went in for jury duty on Tuesday, which means, unless I would get called for a jury interview, that I sat in a big room for 7 hours. It was like a long flight, except the bathrooms were bigger, and there was "National Geographic" and "Stuff" in the magazine pool.
I didn't get called.
Luckily, I had High Fidelity to finish. That was two hours. I worked on my play for a bit. Two more. Then I tried to remember which of these comedy powerhouses -- Pauly Shore or Jim Varney -- starred in a jury duty movie. That lead to lists of each's films. I knew Earnest saved Christmas, went to camp/jail, but didn't he also serve on a jury? And if I'm not mistaken, Pauly Shore, in the twilight of his film career, after Encino Man, Son in Law, and In the Army Now, was in a movie with a Baldwin, where they were escaped convicts or something, but only after they were... jurors?
So that was thirty seconds.
We got an hour and a half for lunch, which was nice. I took advantage and walked down Second to Little Tokyo, had some good sushi at this place Marah and I discovered last year. I really liked walking around downtown. Made me nostalgic for memorable walks I've had in New York, San Francisco, Chicago.
When I got back to the criminal justice building, I noticed a 1940s-y commotion across the street at City Hall. Old cars lined the sidewalk, people stood around in dress, a small stage was erected at the top of the steps, as if for some kind of speaker to give some kind of address to the 40s people. Foolishly, I thought this might be a historical dedication (after running into the clan of Midnight Ridazz two weeks ago, the bicyclists who go out in costume, it seemed totally plausible). Then I saw the cameras. Ah yes. This is part of why I love LA. Fiction and real life aren't afraid to mingle.
By the way, they both served jury duty, with varying degrees of hilariousness, I'm sure.
