So, our summer in New York City is finished, I have a sweet job offer in hand, and we’re back in the DC area for one more year of law school. In the meantime, we have almost the entire month of August free, since classes for me don’t start until after Labor Day, and my lovely wife is finishing out the end of her maternity leave. We’re basically unpacked from the move, but we don’t have the apartment all put back together completely yet. We aren’t allowing ourselves to hook up the Wii until we get this place in order, which means I’m going through some pretty serious Guitar Hero withdrawal.
My sad news is that I couldn’t find anyone to go see Jethro Tull with me tomorrow in Virginia, so it looks like I’m not going. It turns out I pretty much just don’t know anyone–at least anyone in the DC area–who likes Tull. I’m honestly a Jethro-come-lately when it comes to the band, but I spent a pretty good chunk of the summer discovering that I had a deep and abiding love for them. On the up side, my Aqualung CD came in the mail today, so I at least have some more JT to listen to, even if it isn’t live.
My wife and I have been re-watching the first two seasons of Battlestar Galactica, so that we can then proceed to watch the third season (which we recently bought on DVD). I’m not going to lie; this is pretty much the best show, ever. When I figure out how to hook our cable box back up, we can check to see how much of the fourth season we managed to catch on DVR.
That’s about it for now. I’m still trying to figure out how to get baptized and confirmed Episcopalian even though I don’t actually attend and Episcopal church right now, but that’s sort of another post for another day.
Sailing to Byzantium 