First I get pulled over the other weekend in VT for going 36 in a 35 (no joke) and tested for DUI via every conceivable ‘exercise’ and breathalyzer that the kind officers could dig up. It’s actually a good story, but the bottom line is I passed and was allowed to drive the remaining 500 yards to my hotel without arrest.Then, several days later, i received my first Summons for Jury Service in the mail from the U.S. District Court for the District of Columbia. Opening the envelope and reading the summons was among the most satisfying moments of my life. Sort of like a mix between being admitted to Harvard and drafted to go fight in Iraq, without the bad parts of either — a weird combo of honorable patriotic elitism, or something.I always knew that I wasn’t fighting with the terrorists, but envisioning the opportunity to serve on a federal jury helped me discover the true patriot within. I do want to serve my country after all! The letter said it best: “Trial by jury is a keystone of our system of justice. Jury service is, therefore, an opportunity and obligation of every American.” and “Serving on a case such as this is a service to your community and an obligation of your citizenship.” Here here.It could be a 5 week trial, says the letter. I love my job, but I also love our judicial system, or at least the idea behind it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so i really hope to make it through juror screening. And not to push my luck, but I also would like this trial to be as good as the I. Lewis Libby trial taking place there right now. Murder, embezzlement, war crime — you name it. Anything that I may have already seen on TV please.