I woke up this morning with a real conviction that today is going to be a good day.  Maybe it was the blue sky (now grey), maybe it was the thought I had lost weight (put on 2 pounds) but it won't go.  Today is going to be a good day if I have to shake it by the neck.

Perhaps it is the fact that the world seems to be going mad at the moment.  There is nothing like the ridiculous to make small problems smaller.

A dancing dog won a talent show.  Cat in a bin stirs nation.  A penguin polls more votes than a human.  Next, shrimp for PM.  Ah.