Why keep a weblog at all? In order to feel that, at the end of the day, something was accomplished. A little flourish, some not-yet-thinking, some verbal pyrotechnics … something at least to show for another day in the office or a day in the flat. And when even that is impossible, when days turn upon themselves and nothing asks to be written? You can at least leave a record of failure, a blog to say: nothing was possible today. And in this summer where nothing is possible? This zero-summer where every rainy, humid day was exactly like the previous one? In Spurious, this weblog, summer watches itself spinning in the void …