Andrew and the Judge Andrew Throckmorton's life was pretty boring. Nothing pressed on him. He never felt great, and nothing really hurt particularly, except for a little squeeze several times a day when he realized that no one needed what he was selling, which was nothing. He wasn't even as good as a smooth round cog that would keep a machine from running if it were suddenly missing. Everything would keep running if he weren't there.Andrew and the Judge by janinelevin
Which is all by way of saying that it was sometimes difficult for him to get out of bed in the morning. But most days he got up anyway. He would make coffee, feed the cat, and sometimes call one of his friends at work.
There were bouts of activity. For instance, every six months he had to present himself to the court in Pasadena in order to prove that he was still alive and not a wino or a drug addict. In exchange for his monthly trust income, he had the pleasure of knowing that his