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I am stalling on turning on the A/C. It is easier to stall when you aren't in the front room (where I am now). The middle room has but one window, and also has a ceiling fan, so it is usually the coolest room in the apartment, and is usually reasonably comfortable even on days like today. Days when the thermometer passes 100 degrees. During the Cardinals broadcast last night, they said that yesterday, St. Louis was the hottest major metropolitan area in the country. This is beating out places like Phoenix and Houston. Ouch.
I have been playing more GTA and drinking Negra Modelo for the past couple of hours. Admirably relaxing. I have also been enjoying the new CDs. Now, the Believer CD is playing. Specifically, CocoRosie's cover of Damien Jurado's "Ohio." It is creepy and gorgeous.
I have also been enjoying the Norman Cantor book I bought over the weekend. It is an historigraphical (I know that most style guides mandate the basic article "a" before a soft aitch, but that always sounds wrong to me) book about the medievalists who created the image of the Middle Ages we hold now. Interesting stuff, and since I have a hold out on The Crusades Through Arab Eyes, it should fit well with what I have been reading.
I don't know enough about French wine. Part of the fantasy of being in Paris (Left Bank, natuerlich) is sitting at a Seine-side cafe, drinking some red French wine. But I avoid all of that appellation-controlee stuff when I am buying myself wine by getting Italian and Spanish wines. How does one ask, with two-semesters' grudging French, "Garcon, what French wine tastes most like a good Valpolicella?" without causing an international incident? |