Summer is for food budget-induced pseudovegetarianism.
Summer is for overcoming one's dislike of sand in exchange for the triumphant return of one's freckles.
Summer is for trying to teach 15 rowdy fourth graders the Italian words for tempi... and succeeding!
Summer is for getting caught in the rain and picked up by your housemate.
Summer is for hopefully reviving this blog... with book reviews, random musings, links and other decently entertaining things.*
*Yes, that includes Spam Quarantine Digest.
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