Stayed home today. During the night, someone replaced my head with a bowling ball. I did not want to get behind the wheel of a car.

Light classical station playing. Rossini's "Barber of Seville Overture". I hate to say it, but every time I hear it, all I can see is Bugs Bunny in a mantilla, fanning flirtatiously. "Can't you see that I'm much sweeter/I'm your little senoreeter."

"Rabbit of Seville." "What's Opera, Doc?"

I'm pretty sure I have that DVD somewhere...