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The Purple Marker

It's so funny how things can work out.  When things come up randomly and you're able to just share that little inside moment with someone else.   So I segway into the "Purple Marker".   I'm in the middle of a really big trial right now.   It's quite the high profile thing.  The District Attorney has his table in the courtroom covered with markers.  I make the comment to an assistant, "Wow!! Look at all his markers.  I don't see a purple one.  I'm going to ask him, 'Where's the purpler marker?'" 

No, I didn't actually ask.

We're in the courtroom.  DA calls his first witness.  There's testimony of the incident site.  He brings out a large diagram.  Says, "Mr. Witness, can you please use this purple marker and show us where the automobile was."    HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I immediately turned in open court to the assistant and smile.   She knew.  

That's a small thing that's happened today.  There's so many things in life that people have happen to them like this each day.  Sometimes I think it would be cool to have little videos of everyone's life just playing back their purple marker moments.  I'd watch them.  Yes.  I definitely would.   It would take away from the mundane life that we sometimes have and give us a little flashy color. 

Until next time.   Me.

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