It’s all too much as the Beatles say….

Lots happening today.

I wish that I could offer up profound thoughts on Veteran’s Day, The Fort Hood Shootings, The Congressional flap over the health care bill, the results of the last round of elections or even the beginning of season three of Metalocalypse. But there ain’t nothing there when I look inside my melon shaped head, just the nervous twitter of a few starved birds.

I’ve got nothing to say about it being National Corduroy Day.

Feeling inadequate, I’m fauxganizing my desk at work and drinking plenty of fluids.

I’ve gotten done with a couple of pressing deadlines, and there are more looming on the horizon. Perhaps this accounts for my mood. Did a little bit of drawing on the subway into work.