Where were we? Heat, deadlines, world literature? Now it's July. I'm glad it's July, though so far it hasn't been especially cheerful. The outdoor sister of this monster gave up the ghost, so we had some hot days in our headquarters. I've been scrambling. So many deadlines, and a lot of grading. At first July looked like a distant oasis, but now it's more like undertow. At least two more weeks before I'm vacationing. My 4th of July will be a grade-a-thon. Right about now I'd rather have rain than fireworks.