...it is a stupidly beautiful day, breezy, not too hot, sunny but with clouds lazily sliding by. Perfect for sitting in the dappled shade of the trees on my porch and reading my book on Russian organized crime.

I mean, it's basically what I consider a perfect day weather wise, especially now that I'm in the phase of life where it's always too hot... so I'm going to put my sunglasses on and walk the dog for a while.