I have enjoyed a cool spring night. It is unlikely that there will be many more such this year. The early paling of the sky indicates the onrush of summer, the arrival of which I do not anticipate with great relish. Memories of last July's withering heat still haunt me, and I dread the thought of a repetition. Even the thought of May, usually the most pleasant of months here, fills me with apprehension. The winter was mild this year, and I fear we shall pay for it soon.
But I choose not to dwell on this for now. I'll enjoy what fine days remain, and stock up on ice trays. Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we roast.
Something else I wanted to mention: Some musicians *cough* Metallica *cough* have been very snotty about people messing with their perfect creations. I find it refreshing that David Bowie is inviting fans to download and modify music from his new album, and is even running a competition with a prize for the best "mash up" of his work. I suppose it isn't all that surprising that Bowie would do something of this sort. I think it's mostly unadventurous people of limited talent *cough* Metallica *cough* who worry about their work being bettered by bedroom DJs.