It's too hot to do much else. I do believe the equatorial nations of the world got it right when each one invented it's version of the siesta.

Been cruising youtube. Came across several of my favourite poems that I learnt in childhood, or yet, early adolescence. This is one I chose to memorize for a 10th grade English Class. Everyone else was doing Robbie Burns or Emmy Dickens or some others in the same vein.

Invictus

Was pleased to find that some European bank had commissioned a series of ads and hired top shelf actors to read classic works. I was pleased to see John Gielgud reading "Ullysses" but he's reading it too fast for my taste. Time constraint, methinks.

This has lead to searching for other poets and works on youtube. Yeats is the bomb. It's been a most pleasant hour or so of some creative time slaying.

Time slaying is a fine art, and works the same way as those who subscribe to the theory about time spent fishing not being charged against one's allotted time on this marble.

Where's Batya? She mentioned a hydroponics project a month or two ago.