Some days, I feel great. Or, at least, pretty good. Other days, I feel awful... well, at least not that great. Perhaps you've had this happen to you.

A couple of days ago, I had a most amazingly productive day, and I was on top of the world. Gettin' stuff done, bringing home the bacon, feeling like everything was just peachy. Today is not one of those days.

I wrote a song about it. Would you like to hear it? I call it:

The Not Feeling Productive Today Blues

Woke up this mornin'
To the sound of my baby cryin'
As always

Said I woke up this mornin'
To the sound of my baby cryin'
It's the routine

Well I changed his diaper, gave him to his mom for feedin'
Then realized I hadn't set my alarm and, gee, look at the time.
I was runnin' late

Made some chocolate milk and I
And I took a vitamin pill
That's my breffast

Came down to my office and I
And I read through my e-mail
Classic work avoidance

Well I'm supposed to get two hours between 8 and 10 just for workin'
But it's already 9:30, and lookit all the time I killed
not very productive

Now let me tell ya:

I was born in the middle class
Stainless steel spoon in my mouth
Got tired of the snow in the northeast
But my wife didn't want to move south

Now I'm living in the suburbs
'Neath Seattle's partly-cloudy skies
I work from home in the basement
I don't have to wear no ties

But I got the bluuuuuuuues real bad
Or, at least, I'm dissatisfied
Got to be more to life than this
Think I'll hop in my mini-van and ride