I was stuck at the courthouse near LAX for jury duty most of yesterday, a good 20 miles from my apartment. The only thing that made this trek worthwhile – besides, of course, performing my civic duty and whatever – was a stop at Randy’s Donuts on my way home. The glazed, people, the glazed donut is a perfect little pillow with sugar on top. On my way out, I stopped short at what had to be the owner’s car – pretty awesome, I thought.
