It’s been a day, in some ways like every other day, in some ways different. I wish, though, it would go ahead and rain already.
It was already hot when I took the kids to school this morning. It’s been like that for days and, even though hot weather is what we bitch about the lack of throughout the rest of the year, I find it less and less pleasant the older, and fatter, I get. 
Came home and had a semi- productive morning. Made some snarky comments on facebook, did a bit of work on the novel I’m writing, and watched ‘I Shouldn’t Be Alive,’ which is pretty good television, actually, it’s better than watching Bear Gryllz or any of those types, survival in the wilderness guys are almost as common as political pundits any more and it all seems so fake to me, they’re out in the middle of the desert saying “I will die if I don’t find water” and you have to wonder: who’s filming this, don’t they have a truck for the camera and crew, and isn’t there water in that truck?
‘I Shouldn’t Be Alive’ features true stories of miraculous survival and they do it as a combination of interviews with the actual people and re-creations using actors, so it’s much less bullshitty. Today’s episode was about a guy who made it to the top of Everest but went delirious on the way down and nearly killed his Sherpa guides, who eventually abandoned him to die in the snow, out of self-preservation.
I walked to school, which I’ve been doing more lately, every chance I get, that’s actually my most serious exercise of the day which is pretty pathetic, it’s about a 45 minute walk, but that meant I was sweating like a milk carton during my two 7th grade classes, which are my worst classes. I think they would be almost any teacher’s worst classes.
I take that back. Teaching in the Czech Republic, I feel fairly safe, on any given day, that none of my students are going to pull out an assault rifle and start killing people. I should be grateful that my students are merely dumber than rocks, and have no respect for authority.
Went to pick up Isabel from her school and take her to ballet and by this time it was blazingly, painfully hot.
However, on my way to my last class (the Iranian kids), the air changed, clouds started to drift in from nowhere, wisps of white appearing in the field of blue like a universe forming out of nothing, which is one theory about where the material for the Big Bang originally came from. The heat dropped, there was a breeze. I actually changed my route so I would be at a tram stop with a shelter because I expected it to start pouring down any second.
We got sprinkles. I’m still waiting – and hoping – for the big downpour.
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