ALL WORK NO SLEEP
First of all, there was the last lecture to deliver -- three hours on the important civil rights Supreme Court decisions of the century (and which ones would you choose to include here?). Did anyone else notice that Charter crashed access to the Internet between 3:30 and 6:30 a.m.? Was anyone else frantically clicking away waiting for it to come back on so that they could finish last-minute scavenging for updates and information?
WHEN SOMEONE IS WILLING TO WALK WITH ME, I AM THERE!
Second of all, I once again misestimated distances and so what was to be a one hour walk turned into one hour and forty minutes (and the friend I walked with is a speed demon!).
I WAS LURED INTO THE FRANCE-BASTILLE-DAY THING ONCE AGAIN
Thirdly, yes I did blog about not celebrating any holiday of a country where I am not currently residing, but when a friend told me he was making Vichyssoise for dinner today in honor of Bastille Day I got jealous. Of course, not having time to do anything in the kitchen, I limited my celebratory measures to picking up a bottle of the French aperitif, Dubonnet. (Does it matter, do you suppose, that it was really bottled in the US? And why is it that I imagine every clebration of things French should include a wine-based beverage?)
MY MOM'S AT IT AGAIN
Fourthly, I came home and found a thick packet in the mail from my California out-of-the-ordinary mother. Among the items:
one book is autographed -- to compensate for not getting Clinton's signature in his text when he was in Berkeley
an article about a very tall bridge; don't ask -- I don't know why
For the first time in a long time, I wont even read blogs until late tonight. The day's not over yet. I'm keeping the car engine running as I write this. Thank God I haven't time to be tired.
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