Last week Friday, I had a trial in Milwaukee -- a trial that, as it turned out, settled and the settlement took less time than the trial was planned to, which left me with free time on my hands, time that was not intended to be occupied by anything.
I opted to use some of that time to walk through a skywalk and look up and then to take pictures of what I saw looking up, because I liked the pattern against the blue sky:
And then I looked back and saw what I'm pretty sure is the tallest building in Wisconsin, looming geometrically behind the skylights of the walkway I was on, so I took a picture of that, too:
And then, on the way home, I saw that there were all kinds of police cars and fire trucks rushing by me, so I whipped out my camera again to take pictures that I was sure were going to be dramatic and that I could probably sell to a news organization later that day, capping off what was turning out to be a fine Friday morning, but it was just a truck that had tipped over:
I took video, too, but it's kind of pointless given that it wasn't very exciting, so my dreams of selling dramatic crash-scene footage were dashed, and I'm not posting the video.
After all that, I ate cold pizza on the way home and listened to the Savage Love podcast. In case you wanted to know how I finished off the morning.