Operation AXIOM
The one upside of the summer solstice? From here on out, the hours of sunlight become fewer and fewer. The Accursed Sun's dominion grows shorter and shorter until, at long last, moonlight gains the upper hand after the autumnal equinox. (Yes, I am well aware that "moonlight" is the same light as sunlight, merely reflected off ye olde Moon. The same light, but the effect is quite different.) Less and less daylight with each passing day, take solace in this as the heat of that pitiless star burns your skin, makes a convection oven of your parked motorcar, and threatens to rob you of your very reason. Tomorrow will be shorter than today, and each today hereafter shorter than the yesterday that preceded it; things are looking up.

Yesterday 'twas Father's Day. We celebrated at my house, but of greater importance is that Brother-in-L.A.W. celebrated his first Fathers' Day as father to The Squeak. Congratulations, Bro!

The Rebel Black Dot Song of the Day
The Lovin' Spoonful, "Summer in the City" via iTunes (T.L.A.M.)

Commentary:

"Hot town, summer in the city,
Back of my neck gettin' dirt and gritty.
Bend down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city.
All around, people lookin' half dead,
Walkin' on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head.

But at night it's a different world…."

Remove the oppressive influence of the Accursed Sun and life becomes enjoyable again. There's wisdom in "Summer in the City," not just a catchy opening hook.