Fuh.

Right now, on, lo, this day, the eighth of January, at 10:17pm, Eastern time, it is 63 degrees. Fahrenheit (though if it were 63 degree centigrade (145.4 degrees F), this would be an entirely different post, what with the earth burning to a crisp [or approximate burning to a crisp. Though Bum will tell me there are places on earth where 200 degrees F is normal]. I don't think writing a post would be first priority. Though I am remarkably self-involved).

I think the downward spiral of Britney Spears is somehow responsible for this.

Or is it the Scientologists?

Perhaps it is best if we just leave this speculation to the experts.