flown to Denver to attend a conference, go for a couple of runs, walk several times up and down the 16th Street Mall, eat some good food at the Squeaky Bean and Kitchen and Lucky Pie Pizza and drink some excellent beer,
flew to LA to interview some lateral partner candidates whom we will never hire, stay for a second time at the Hyatt Regency Century Plaza in Century City, eat moderately well but drink excellent beer at BJ's Brewhouse at the Westfield mall, and - most satisfying - photograph a paparazzo outside our restaurant in Beverly Hills,
flew home and drive directly the next morning to Vermont, to hike up the E trail to the summit at Killington, stay overnight at the not-so-grand but utterly pleasant grand hotel, wake early the next morning to fish on Woodward Reservoir with E - insisting that we fish the setback on the way back in, and catching the fish of the day,
discovered downtown Keene on the way home - after all these years, who knew?
drove Megan to Logan so that she can fly to Chicago to see her boyfriend
drove Rachel to Kennedy so that she can fly to Italy for three weeks
stayed over in Greenwich and then stopping over in Mystic on the way home
played softball on Sunday morning with the boys, rediscovering my stroke with two solid line drive singles, only to pull up with a lame hamstring.
Ah, well.
It only means that next weekend I'll be out in my kayak with a fly rod and a camera.
Let's go. Let's go.
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