I’ve heard August described as “the Sunday of months,” and that feels right. It might start as free and summery, but underneath you know… reality is about to set in.

Sure, HBO has tried to make Sundays appointment viewing days — a day we actually look forward to and don’t get me wrong, Bertha’s hats and exploits on The Gilded Age have fit the bill as of late. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. August, in its steamy nothingness, has not inspired much cultural critique this week. Even The Daily Show took the month off — and they certainly don’t have a lack of material.

We’ll be back soon with… something. But for now, let’s just luxuriate in the last remnants of whatever August has got for us.

Taylor Swift – “august”