Maybe because I was sleep-deprived, maybe because my back hurt badly, maybe because my whole neighborhood is going to be torn down and rebuilt – throwing every shell-shocked pensioner into a hysterical fit – maybe because of all that that when we went to the beach today I got myself drunk on one weak beer.  The sun, the hummous, the water, the beer – all wonderful – all leaving me even less able to work than yesterday.

But happier…

you have to visit this country when it is supposed to be cold but there’s a heat spell.