T.S. Eliot didn't know what the hell he was talking about—August is unquestionably the cruelest month. With only four more sweet weeks of summer left, every day that passes is just another reminder that we're about to be back in the lifeless dregs of fall. And what do we do when something upsets us? That's right; stuff it deep down inside you and drown it out with the immediate gratification of the month's most glorious gadgets. It's the healthy thing to do.