Feeling a bit better now.

Could be the fact it's Opening Day in SF. Could be Hotmail's up and running.

But I think it was something else.

On my way to picking up my tax forms, certainly a pick-me up if ever there was, as I was envisioning blowing all my 401K money on a "Leaving Las Vegas" coke & whore binge in Thailand, I heard something. Through the thick and thin of the radio, through the fog and the haze of the white noise, through the gloom and grey of the day, I heard these words:

"We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer"

And suddenly, the world all made sense again.....