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Saturday July 14, 2001
"Quand on n'a pas ce que l'on aime, il faut aimer ce que l'on a." Roger de Bussy-Rabutin, Lettre à Mme de Sévigné
discarded gear
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Bastille Day, exercising freedom I had the alarm set for 7:09. It came awfully early. We load up in SuRu's CR/V a little after 7:30. I almost forget Chalow's leash. We park in Tarrytown and walk around. We see lots of other dogs. We stop at CC's Coffee and sit in a pleasant breezeway. A toddler and a baby in a double stroller admire the dogs. I spend the rest of the day in little organization tasks. I arrange some of the cables and gadgets in my office and end up sorting through the drawers containing the cables and such organizing into TV, computer and phone. FFP decides to go through the LPs, deciding what to keep. I clean out a place for the ones that survive in the media cabinet by moving things like candle holders to the closet that started it all. Is it a good thing to move stuff around now and then. I think so. Because you usually throw a few things out. And we do. We play a few of the LPs along the way. Very nostalgic. We cook hamburgers for dinner and FFP rents three movies. We watch Traffic (good in parts but sappy ending spoils it). We watch Thirteen Days. A little sappy at the end but it doesn't spoil it. In Traffic we kept trying to figure out where we'd seen the actor who was the drug guy's lawyer. Turns out he played Boon in Animal House. I kept thinking it was Paul Anka or Frankie Avalon but he was, of course, more our age so it makes sense that he was playing a college kid in the seventies. The WEB makes searches like this generally easy although this is a huge cast. But, Peter Riegert, we are on to you and will no doubt see you everywhere.
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