Summertime And . . . . . . . . .

I wrote about this last year. The past year has only added exponentially to the list of things that trigger it. It is sort of like an accident scene. You don't want to look, don't want to know, but you keep on reading - possibly until your head explodes.

To keep our heads on we sometimes need to take a break from heartache and worry. Summer is the perfect time and I am going to link to some book reviews I have done over the last year. If you are so inclined, pick one of them up and disappear for a few hours to the beach, the hammock, a tree house. Take a glass of lemonade and perhaps you will come up for air refreshed and ready to rejoin the fray. At the very least you may feel like this for a bit:

So here is a short, selective list. This is one of my favorites of all time. You may have read it but, if not, it is engrossing. If you are a foodie, try this, or anything by Ruhlman. If you just need to laugh (and who doesn't) at the insanity of the last six years, try this. Only Olbermann can do that. If you want to escape into another time and place for a few hours there are many great offerings such as this, this, this, this, this, this, or this.

I have mentioned before that I have been dangerously depressed. I was fortunate to learn from that and know what to do for myself when I feel it coming on. If you are feeling bad, try a book or a really funny film. If it starts to look like the end is near, as it does on a daily basis with Bush in the White House, I would rather go down laughing my ass off than cowering and afraid or hiding under the covers with depression. Take a tip from Bowie and Jagger and JC. Or even me.