Katherine pushed for the creation of a paralegal blog, and since I've lost the login for my old (overly wordy) blog, thisexactly it is. You have no idea how thrilling paralegal blogging will be.
On Friday Katie and I went to the Tribeca Film Festival's free screening of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid down at World Financial Center.
It started out blisteringly hot, and by the end of the movie we were huddling under the quilt we were very thankful to have brought. I'd forgotten just how excellent Butch Cassidy is. "We've got no money going down the mountain."
Central Park in eighty-five degree weather in April: also delightful. Katie and I picnicked on chocolate and almond croissants from Zabar's (a.k.a. food heaven) and got rather more sunburned than anticipated. Also during this trip we experienced: the lamest street fair ever; a girl with purple hair walking a bunny on a leash; and a bunch of tiny children learning the tragic truth about what happens when you let go of helium-filled party balloons.