Yesterday sucked. It was soul-suckingly awful. There's no other way to put it. We got there early, because that's what he does. He was slated to be seen at 9:30…
It's Monday again. I'm spending the morning outside the courtroom, in the same loud hallway I was in two weeks ago, sitting on the same cold, metal bench. He just…
There's nothing like a trip to the courthouse to make me feel both totally relieved and scared as hell. I feel like I'm living in the audience of a game…