From a Vandy graduation yesterday. I saw no signs directing folks towards tofu and organic water -
The Law School:
Tent, Lily Turf, and daisies -
If you have never been there, it's a nice leafy, parklike 300-acre campus in the city, but unfortunately it lacks a large open central gathering place: no landscape core like a town green, or like the Sheep Meadow in Central Park. Olmstead would have designed a serenely dramatic psychological center to it all.
and it has tons of gigantic Magnolias:
and plenty of other good scenery, as the South always has (view from the front was even better. She had that pouty but cool look that said "I doubt you are worthy of talking to me, but I know you want to and I know what you're thinking. F- off."):
The newly-minted and doubtless rapacious young lawyers:
No skimping. Mountains of strawberries with accompanying mountains of confectioner's sugar - and too much champagne to keep up with the rate of serving. You just had to man up and do your best. As I said to the servers, "Can't let it go to waste. Think of all the thirsty people in Arabia."
Thanks to the good old New Yorker Commodore Vanderbilt, a very interesting fellow, for all he did to improve the world with the riches he just could not help but to accumulate due to his energy and his entrepreneurial and savvy spirit back in the days before income taxes:
