Constant rain today.  A good day to be a writer.  Of course, no writer worth his or her salt is going to let a little thing like uninterrupted rain stand in the way of procrastinating.  Not when there are old movies to watch and a kitchen or bathroom to be thoroughly cleaned.  Fighting the urge to procrastinate should be approached in the same way as daily exercise:  a little bit at a time, each day, until it becomes a habit.  Some day I’ll have to get around to trying that approach.  In the meantime, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid is just starting.  And that bathroom sink isn’t going to clean itself.