Tuesday Morning and I'm Tired

 

Good morning everyone,
 
I'm a little early today. I'm trying to force myself into a new routine and I'd rather be back in bed.
 
I'm finding as of late that I tend to be more contemplative in the early morning. When I'm like that, I find the best thing to do is write. So I've been rolling out of bed and firing up the computer and letting my imagination funnel down into my fingers.
 
I also tend to make more mistakes first thing in the morning, but I guess that's what editing is for.
I'm not going to bore anyone with what's rattling around in my contemplative mind other than to say that I'm working awfully hard to stay away from politics, religion, the nature of love and finding meaning in my place in the universe. There are no conclusive answers this morning, so I looked up Tuesday.
 
I suppose Tuesday must be about the most underrated day of the week. It's not Blue Monday and it is not Wednesday. (I promised some time ago that I would not ever use the term for Wednesday that is associated with a camel, so it must be inferred.) Saturday is the weekend and Sunday is the holy day no matter how you choose to be holy. Thursday and Friday are anticipatory days - who would have thought we needed that much build up for the weekend.
 
So Tuesday is left out in the cold. It's easy to think that the day is named such because it could be considered the second day of the week - Twos-day - but you would be wrong. Tuesday is named for the Germanic god Tiw, or the Norse version Tyr. Both of those are stolen from the Romans and Greeks whose god of war is Mars.
 
Odd that the most boring day of the week is named after gods of war. If only we could make war and conflict so boring that it was on equal footing with a Tuesday.
 
Have a great day everyone.
 
R

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Price of Coffee

Image
 I read in the paper this morning - yes, some of us still read a newspaper - that a cold winter in Brazil may mean that coffee crops will less beans. That means the cost of your cup will go up; as if the cost of everything else wasn't going up. I'm not sure what this will mean for coffee drinkers. I couldn't even tell you how much a cup of coffee costs, although I hear places like Starbucks charge too much. I don't know these things because I don't like coffee and don't buy it. If you come for dinner at my house it is a guarantee that you will not get a cup of coffee after your meal. It's not that I'm trying to be rude, I just never think that's something I should serve until it comes to that point in the meal. The habits of coffee drinkers baffle and amuse me. Some that I know claim to love the taste of coffee, but I think that is societal pressure. People can't actually love something that tastes like what water would taste like it you could bu...
Read more

It's Too Early for Savannah Guthrie

Image
 Good morning! Did you happen to catch the opening ceremonies of the Olympics this morning? I did, kind of by mistake. And I actually didn't watch the whole thing. When the alarm went off at 5 a.m., I rolled over and turned on the television to catch the weather report. What appeared was a bunch of dancers doing their jobs among a bunch of laser lights. NBC host Savannah Guthrie informed me that what the dancers and the lights represented was the arteries pumping blood to the muscles of the athletes, or some such thing. I know it was early, but it appeared to me that NBC wasn't doing too great of a job with their camera angles. What was being shown was closeups of dancers in dark lighting. That wasn't too bothersome, but the inane chatter of the hosts was what me turn the channel to where I could find the weather. (Apparently, I should bring an umbrella with me today.) Once I had a chance to start thinking, my brain turned its attention over to the Olympics and wondered why...
Read more

Discipline

Image
 Hello everyone! I know you can't tell, but it took me three times up above to get hello spelled right. Sometimes the fingers don't work with the mind as well as they should. In short, though, I'm a little out of practice in the whole writing thing. There was a time that every day was spent writing something. Now, not so much. I'm trying to get back in the habit, but find myself drifting away. A lot of times reading a book is a lot more interesting than writing a book, especially when it feels like no one really cares if I write one or not. That's sort of a defeatist attitude and actually not at all why I write. Over the past couple of years, however, I've let life take me away from something I enjoy and that gives my miserable little life a little meaning beyond going to work and paying the bills. Back in the newspaperman days, the sports reporter and me would make fun of anyone who would claim writer's block as an excuse for not writing. At that time, we d...
Read more