Some days I’m so foggy in the morning that I don’t seem to have anything playing on the internal soundtrack. Today was one of those days.

I fumbled around getting dressed, managed to remember to don socks and underwear, zombie-walked through the public transit system, and plopped down at my desk, wondering when the week is going to end.

And realized I was humming the chorus from Gnarls Barkley’s Crazy.