that was not lovely, nor quite temperate
no winds did shake the giant trees august,
and summer's stride hath all too long a gate:
today too hot the eye of heaven shone,
though oft' was his dank cloud complexion dimm'd;
and every sweat from head did downward run,
by chance or wind's gust's changing course untrimm'd:
but this eternal summer shall not fade
nor lose possession: global warming growest;
but shall death drag us wandering to his shade,
when to eternal tombs our time doth flowest:
so long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
so long lives this, which warns of death to thee.
i woke up early, when pg did, and couldn't get back to sleep. too much to do. i made phone calls and handled emails, enjoying the balmy summer's morning and thinking how wonderful it would be to do absolutely nothing with my day. then i caught a bus to work.
i got a handle on my ubuntu installation, then hurried through the intense heat and seering sun to the university for a meeting. i had time for a decent cafeteria meal, and was intruded upon by wordsworth who'd arrived just in time to discover that our meeting had been moved to our professor's residence. i finished up and we moved along.
the meeting was interesting, the dog still hates me, i found a useful app that turns an iphone into a microphone, i way-too-excitedly bragged about getting my poem published (training wheels, it's exciting because it's in the fuddy-duddy anthology).
more heat and humidity, then back to work. i actually got a bit of work done, too. i got a ride to the other office from mmf, and have spent my last couple of hours sorting out mail now that we've made the transition to gmail hosting. so much better!
important life lessons
my moon aims to disprove the "moon hoax" conspiracy. it's not terrible, but it could definitely be a lot stronger.