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Sunday June 11, 2000
"La naissance n'est rien où la vertu n'est pas." "Birth counts for nothing where virtue lacks." Molière, Don Juan
art in the yard
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relaxing Sunday My first outing is to take my friend Lou to the airport. He was staying in the Embassy Suites down at Congress and Riverside. I am early to pick him up so I park and admire a rank of Harleys in front of the hotel. There was some kind of Harley event here this weekend. We drive through east Austin to get to the airport. Haven't done that in a while so I'm not sure of the route but it's impossible not to stumble on the airport. The trip is uneventful. I pull in at American's curbside and Gray Hawn is unloadomg emormous amounts of luggage in front of the spot I take. She seems quite absorbed in it so I don't speak. Home again, I have a little cheese for breakfast, drink some more coffee and optimize a bunch of wedding pictures for the WEB. Our friend Gayle and her friend Joseph come over to paint in the yard. We make a trip to Westwood for a short workout and a bit of reading by the pool. The seven minute travel time makes it more tempting to go there. We come home and have a lunch of catfish, vegetables and spinach salad. Later Forrest suggests we go back to Westwood to read. I think swimming a few laps is a good idea. The squirrels, grackles, bluejays and children all seem particularly agressive. What is it that makes children run all the time? And, of course, as we all know, running around pools is a particular no-no. A squirrel finds some french fries and eats about a half dozen while we watch. He's about four feet from us, untroubled by all the people around. People here seem incapable of picking up their own trash or towels and leave it to the staff to do it. I swim a few laps. None of my styles of swimming is good form but it is all, I figure, good exercise. I need it. Home again, we clean out the refrigerator and eat caviar, paté, a bit of cheese and some crackers. Forrest finds a Nebiolo (by Chimière) wine and we split it. I like a cold supper of goodies like this. A bit more roaming around the computer, a little review of work stuff, reading the papers and an early sleep.
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