Hot day

It was a hot day, well into the 80s, and of course today is the day one of the air conditioners decided to quit. While my parents are away, of course. I’m not even sure it’s covered by any kind of warranty or is repairable (by myself or others), and I’m not sure I’m prepared to go buy them a brand new unit and have that installed while they’re away, but I’m worried it might come to that. It’s going to get hotter before it gets cooler around here.

Meanwhile, I spent the day doing some more slush reading and mowing the lawn. I’ll let you decide which was more productive.

Rainy day

It was a rainy day here, off and on, and so I went to see Super 8 at a local theater. I enjoyed the movie quite a lot. Roger Ebert calls it “nostalgia not for a time but for a style of filmmaking” — that style being early Spielberg — and I think that’s right. (As, probably, are his criticisms, although I think I minded less.

Other than that, I spent some of the day reading Kaleidotrope slush. Next year, I am definitely having shorter reading periods. Maybe January through April and September through December?