Don't look now, but Justin Timberlake's dancing with Oprah.

It's that kind of day. My brain hurts. No jokes about that being a small ache please. It' s just feels like a rough day. I'm not sure I can point to any one thing that makes it a bad day. I just have a feeling of rush and panic that I don't really enjoy. I'm certain I'm forgetting to do about a half dozen things. I'd list them, but you see the flaw in that plan. I'm hoping that taking a moment here to catch my breath and collect my thoughts may help me. It has before.

Oh, if you are curious, I think it is still raining. Can groundhogs predict rain? Is there like a rabid wolverine day for rain predictions? I don't think wolverine live in holes though, so that probably wouldn't work. It also sounds like lots of work to cram one of them down into a hole, especially a rabid one.