Yesterday, we did indeed fle to the air-conditioned sanctuary of the John Hay Library, and we stayed until just before closing. I worked on proofreading the mss. for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales and made it through "Fish Bride (1970)," "The Alchemist's Daughter (A Fragment)," and "Houndwife." I hadn't read "The Alchemist's Daughter (A Fragment)" since I wrote it June 2009, when I wrote it. And it's really a nice piece, the first half of a long short story (or "novelette," if you so desire), and I have no idea why I didn't finish it. Someday, maybe I will.
We came home to a broiling house, 85˚F in the middle parlor. After a dinner of cold cults, there was a sudden shower, and we sat out on the front stoop in the rain, trying to cool off. It didn't help a great deal. As I wrote on Facebook, "At 2 am, we've managed to get the temperature in the house down from today's high of 85˚F to a tolerable 81˚F. It was hot enough inside yesterday and today that Kathryn and I both ran low fevers. Whee. Current outside temperature is only 74˚F."
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. They include a copy of Black Helicopters. Thank you.
Last night, we were really too hot to do anything but watch television, so we caught up on The Brink, then watched two documentaries, Alex Gibney's Going Clear: Scientology and the Prison of Belief (2015) and Chris Metzler and Jeff Springer's Plagues & Pleasures on the Salton Sea (2006). I'd actually seen the Metzler and Springer documentary once before, but had forgotten that I'd seen it.
From Facebook: Lately, two lines from Jackson's adaptation of The Two Towers keep coming back to me, two questions asked by Theoden: "So much death. What can men do against such reckless hate?" ~ and ~ "The days have gone down in the West, behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?"