June 19, 2011

After a delicious Father's day lunch with Gene & Co., I met up with one of my dearest friends, Patrick.  Getting together with Patrick tends to be an interesting adventure, whether the adventure is simply trying to line our schedules up, catching each other in the right city at the right time, or just making a pit stop at a random barbeque place off Highway 290 in Waller County as we pass one another on our way to our respective cities.  Our original plan to explore Round Top was foiled, so we made do with what we had: red checkered table clothes and banana pudding.   Thankfully, this was just fine for our purposes as our plan simply consisted of another marathon conversation of catching up, talking shop, and the like.  Unfortunately, our conversation was more of a half-marathon this time around, as I had to head west back home.  Without a doubt, we'll make up for it next time around! 

June 18, 2011

The only thing Austin can't offer are my friends from my first year of law school.  Since moving here I haven't had much of an opportunity to get back to Houston to visit and any visits aren't long enough in the least.  The section B folks became quick friends, consoling each other after being on-call in civil procedure, helping one another track the musings of one particular contracts professor, and taking full advantage of the weekends out and about in Houston.  I didn't realize how unique of relationships I had with them until I left, at which point my heart broke and has since remained bruised.  Tonight helped though, as a few of us spent some time as if I'd never left: sitting on a patio, drinking a beer, and laughing constantly.  It was just what I needed this weekend, I just hope less time passes before the next round.