Weird. This morning was a sense of a really good southern breakfast... biscuits, coffee, bacon and eggs -- shortly after 10:30 it was a sense of chrysanthemums. Please don't tell me I'm psychic.

This afternoon's listening pleasure includes the following direct-from-cd selections:

Santana Supernatural

Sting Mercury Rising

Mary Chapin Carpenter Party Doll

... then, I'll have to go home 'cause I'll have run out of cd's.