Late last night I was attacked and overcome by a menacing wave of immobility. It was merciless. I mean, any little motivation I might have had, any sense of academic obligation is GONE. Obliterated. I find myself thinking, "If I don't feel like doing it, I shouldn't have to."

The book I ordered from McSweeney's is here at last. It's quite gorgeous really, I might take some photos for your benefit. Marvelously bound and full of useful illustrations. What book is this, you ask? Why, none other than "Giraffes? Giraffes!" by Dr. Haggis on Whey.

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You have to see this. It's great. Not that I needed yet another coffee table book, but still.

It's warm out, again.