September 23, 2001

  • Why I love blogging on Sunday nights...


    Becauze there ain't nobody to care if I gots a typo or misaquired parts of speech.


    Because I can say "tit" and only the renegade mouse thinks I'm talking about her.


    Because by Sunday night I'm usually burnt out and when I'm burnt out I'm at my best.


    Because the world will someday end on a Sunday night, but if it were to end this Sunday, it would already have--so we're safe for another week.


    Because the beers I had for breakfast are long gone.


    Because the moon can always be seen on a Sunday night from somewhere on the Earth.


    Because Sunday night is such an oxymoron!


    Because woodnymph is about to crawl into her pajamas.


    Because Monday morning is not yet a reality.


    Because God rested on this day and told us to do the same.  Hey, why can't we rename all the days of the week to Sunday?!


    Because in the morning I'll disavow any knowledge of any weekend excesses--so Sunday night is my final chance for a grand finale.


    Because I'm so free and I have nothing else to do.


    Because if the Sun was part of a binary star system now would be called Sunsday night.  Or there would be two Sunday nights overlapping.  Or there would be no Sunday night at all--so how rare and enjoyable the moment is.


    Because blogging is sometimes tantamount to prayer and soon I lay me down to sleep with no night more peaceful than upon a Sunday.


    Because the devil is surely still out raising hell, but you know it's not me 'cause I'm right here with you!

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