It's sunny in Seattle today, which doesn't fit either Tim Lincecum's mood or desire. He was likely looking forward to wrapping himself in the grey and damp of his native land -- after two starts in sweltering, suffocating East Coast heat -- while he reflected on his very terrible first half of the 2012 season.

Instead, he'll look out the windows of his swanky high-rise apartment and see bright sun, glistening off the water, feel mild temperatures in the high-70s, and curse his luck.

The weather. Just one more freakin' thing he can't control.