I have been appointed as a decision maker, the term a judge uses to describe everyone on a jury. It's kind of cool, everyone stands and waits while the jury comes in and takes their seats. Apparently, I am to much of a catch for either the prosecution or defense to pass over. Really, 31 candidates, 8 needed, and I get picked. Here are some other coming decisions that I am going to make.
Do I buy an outdoor wood burner to heat my house in the winterr? Should cost me about 8000.
Will it be cool or lame to build a bar in my house? What do I have going for me that says a bar is unwarranted?
How much more time should I put into learning how to play the banjo?
Is being a sports fan really worth my time now that I don't drink and have to work on weekends?
Should I convince my dad and grandpa to buy a large bale tobacco baler?
Do I want a new barn to hang tobacco in?
Should I keep my truck I have or trade it in for a better one?
Do I need a car?
How long until I get the lights in my house fixed?
Is blogging for what I want to write, readership or not?
How hard am I going to continue work on my treadmill activity?
Are the mexicans taking advantage of me when I drive them to beechmont or eastgate, or is Jesus happy that I have such compassion?
How much longer will I keep up the times typed oftern joke?
times typed "oftern"-1
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