Hopefully hooping this evening can alleviate some of the gloom. Then again, maybe not: August is almost upon us, and I almost always hate August. Summer doldrums in 3, 2, 1 …

[Update: the capper on the bad day was when I was driving home and wait, what's this — why is my nose running? Why, what do you know: I have blood dripping down my face! Spontaneous nose bleed! It's like my brain exploded which is an accurate of a description of how the day felt.]