Maybe it is not laziness that is keeping me from going out walking in the humidity; perhaps I am languishing in withdrawal from the British TV I watch when I go to Der Bingle’s West Facing Cave, Ohio Redoubt apartment. I got in the habit of going on Friday and having Cousin Vinny’s pizza and City Barbeque and visiting Good Will and then it got so perfect for grass-growing which leads to more mowing and . . . rats.