There is nothing quite like sitting outside and smoking a cigar on a fine spring day.

Sometimes that is all a person needs to do. Stop to contemplate the melting snow and sunny skies, and smoke a fine hand rolled Cuban cigar.

Kicking some serious academic ass the previous day doesn't hurt either.

These things combined bring about a spiritual lassitude that occurs rarely in a lifetime.

As an aside, I really need a camera. It would make the process of capturing these moments of spiritual and intellectual enlightenment much easier.