Not so much to say, really. But have you ever had one of those days where things just seem so right that you're happy you're in it in such a visceral way that almost escapes description?

I have no way of rationally explaining it - but everyone I talked to today just seemed to be so very much...I don't know....alive, maybe? So content with the world around them and so engaged with what was going on. I really don't know how to describe it. But it ranged from happy talks with America's Cup sailors to way-cool interns to sushi waitresses and everyone in between.

So now I'm happily ensconced in our pub (so appropriately named 'The Discriminating Sloth') listening to old Tyrannosaurus Rex cds (which arived in the post today!) with the purring Scylla in my lap.

May you all be so fortunate.