The G Team had a good Independence Day yesterday. We lounged around watching Federer and Nadal take care of business in the semifinals, so we could properly prepare for the greatness to come on July 6th. (Note: Kat gets very annoyed when I talk about how excited I am to wake up at 5 a.m. to watch tennis. She said something like "It's always Federer and Nadal." But it doesn't matter, the match should be spectacular.)
Then we worked on my resume, cover letter and other documents for getting a good job in the summer of 2009. Kat delivers excellent feedback, although sometimes I am not the most willing listener. I think we've got something that doesn't make me sound too insane, but I hope that the people who are reading it are in the right frame of mind.
We also bought some groceries and checked on the garden (growing out of control, still).
Study of Squash and Law Book. Kathryn Elizabeth Gautreaux. June 2008.Our friend Suzette came over so we watched some old episodes of the Mary Tyler Moore Show on
hulu.com, went swimming and then had a Kat specialty,
the "big" salad.
Then, we left a bit too early to head up Mount Lemmon to watch Tucson's many fireworks displays. Parking is always a problem, so I wanted to go early, but after going early, patient became a problem. I don't know if it is a weak economy, fear of fire or just overall malaise, but there were very few fireworks shows.
Kat and Suzette. With Flash. July 2008.And the city's biggest show started so late (maybe because of rain, we couldn't tell) that we left before it started. We caught glimpses of it on the drive home.
Kat and Me and the Lights of Tucson. No Flash. July 2008.Anyway, it was still a very nice day that we topped off with
The Soup, Coconut Meringue pie and some ice cream.
Other news and notes:
Law review topic was approved. That doesn't mean it's actually good, but at least it was approved.
Carlos Quentin, Lloyd's second favorite baseball player, continues his torrid play. It is expected that he will be
selected for the All-Star Game today.
Congrats to Mandy and Joel on their wedding.
The July Fourth Amendment comes into play when police attempt to search the backpack of a young ruffian who may have illegal bottle rockets. Without a warrant or consent, the search of the bag is illegal. However, the young ruffian likely won't know this, so he will consent, the bottle rockets will be found, and police will give his parents a stern lecture. The cycle then repeats like the circle of life.
I hope everyone had a good July 4th and a good weekend. Gone.
