On something of a whim (which is quite unlike me), I took a day off from work today, thinking I’d go for a long bike ride or something. Of course, it was such a whim decision that I didn’t bother to check the weather, which, obviously, turned today into an indoor activities one instead. Additionally, I had to have some blood work done this morning, which meant that I had to fast for 12 hours and skip the morning cup of coffee, so the day started on a bit of an irritated off-note even before the rain began to fall. So after digging through the comment pool on my sensitive last post, and replying where I thought necessary, I was feeling a bit sour by mid-morning. But then, my iPod Shuffle reminded me of one very important point: that the quality and happiness of one’s day have a direct correlation to the number of Ween songs that intrude upon one’s life during said day. Here, let me show you: click here to hear Ween’s “Fiesta”, and keep it playing in the background as you read or do whatever it is you’re reading or doing. I guarantee that its absurdly over-processed fake mariachi horns, infectious melody, and delicious drum break will lighten your spirits, no matter what ails you. So thanks, Deaner and Gener. That was mighty brown reminder.