Sunshine makes us happy

I am sick.

I know that has nothing to do with those four words, but I am.

Being sick has me thinking of a couple four word phrases myself:
my throat is sore
my head hurts bad

And tomorrow we get snow.

Well, that said, back to those four words.

Why, all of sudden, do I have John Denver singing in my head? Sunshine, on my shoulder...

I watched the end of Brewster's Millions today. I remember that movie. For some reason, I still like it. Ah, 80s decadence. If you made me burn $30 million today resulting in no assets, how hard would that be?

Maybe it should be the premise for a dot.com startup?

Sunshine can make you happy if you're not sick.

But being sick now should mean I am not sick in a little less than two weeks when Annalisa and I are on a short trip to Las Vegas. There's sun there. Unless it decides to snow!