A funny sort of day

Today has been quite odd. Peculiar, in fact. My mind has been so active that I feel like I've been physically immobilised by it. After waking up at 11am, I'm still sitting here in my dressing gown and pyjamas. I'll buck my ideas up in a minute and get dressed, then I'll make my dinner before going to the pub. My brother said he will be there, and he always manages to snap me out of it. I hope we'll have a nice game of scrabble too. I need to snap out of it by tomorrow, as I am back at work.
The attached recording is of a delightful and eccentric concerto for jew's harp by the eighteenth century composer Albrechtsberger. I attach it because it's so cheerful, and my brother and I both like it.