We had a terrific thunderstorm last night 2:30ish. (I know because it woke me up- it was that loud.) At the end of the storm, we still had power, which was slightly surprising.

6am this morning: no power. Go figure.

It’s suddenly proper summer, which means my commute home (on a bike) was utterly disgusting. Stopping at tje library made it worse, because after a few minutes in the air conditioning,  going back out to get sweatier is that much worse.

Also, humans are stupid. We build heat sinks. All that lovely black road surface just absorbs heat. Lack of greenery around to intercept any of the incoming sunlight makes it that much worse. There’s got to be a better way. We should work on that.  

Ok, the ‘read books and watch football’ experiment went about as well as you’d expect. Not much reading happened, as there was too much happening with FRA-HON. Reading is happening during halftime. Between tweeting and texting. Remind me what World Cups used to be like without social media?

Have decided to try watching the World Cup while reading some of those books. (Several are overdue and really need to go back to the library tomorrow. In addition to my library card being the only card I max out regularly, it’s also the only card I ever pay late fees on.)

So, France-Honduras while reading Exodus. (Will update this post later with links. And possibly thought on the match.)

It’s gorgeous outside. My garden looks great. There’s a World Cup on. Tonight is the last episode of Game of Thrones. I have no less than 25 books I should read right now. Which is all to say there is so much I could be doing right now that it’s one of those times I wish I could be four people at once so I wouldn’t have to worry about having to pick just one thing to do.