Stomped around at lunchtime, and clearly summer has arrived, which is excellent, as spring is by far the most overrated season. Spring is a lie. Nature masquerades as an enterprise of beauty, love and gentleness, when in fact it's a replication machine, mindless and brutal. It's beyond me why people don't universally loathe flowers. They all look fake to me. Though I do think occasionally a person has to slow down and smell the flowers simply to appreciate the way the brain creates the illusion that things have a "smell." As I have said many times, I navigate entirely by smell, except when it's time to go to sleep and I return to my cave using echolocation.

Anyway at lunch I read this great piece in Style today by Neely Tucker, about a tow-truck owner. Will get the students to read it tomorrow night in class. I like the tightly composed sentences -- no loose axles on this jalopy.

By Joel Achenbach  |  April 20, 2005; 4:04 PM ET
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