I don’t like SUNDAYS
one of the by-products of being out of work for too long a time is that at some point the days start to run together…but I almost always know when it’s Sunday…Sunday itself is one thing, Sunday evening is something else…I dunno why but I don’t like Sunday evenings…I might have picked this feeling up from my ex-wife…and I dunno where SHE got it from…as far as what *I* like to watch on TV, there’s usually nothing on; the news programs are re-capping stories I’ve already seen (a bunch) and (even if I have money and/or gas) there doesn’t seem to be a lot of Live Music happening anywhere…on this particular Sunday evening, I’ve had enough live Music for a couple of days or so…the Oscars are on tonight, but I don’t care…just about as broke as I can be–losing that Friday night gig to a power failure sucked quite a bit, but Life is fairly Good…for a Sunday evening…
Sunday evenings always seem so final to me. Like it is saying “ok your weekend is over, get back to it.” And since Disney has it’s own cable channel now and doesn’t come on regular tv anymore, there really isn’t much that stands out on Sunday. Shucks mom doesn’t even cook Sunday dinner anymore. Last night life was great, today it was good, tonight it is so-so, but so-so is ok.
yeah, Sunday used to mean Disney, Lawrence Welk, Ed Sullivan…stores were closed…so-so IS OK…