Loose screws

and other assorted oddments.

       What can I say? Weather: overcast and blustery with the occasional burst of thunder.  Psyche?  holding my own. Physic?  plodding along.  Did I learn anything today? don't test me on it.

       "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow

        Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

        To the last syllable of recorded time . . ."