I’ll let that sink in for a moment. Maybe you want to get yourself some coffee and take a long sip before we go any further…
Once again, there is snow on the ground to get the work week off to a perfect start. It had actually all melted away, and life was getting back to normal, and then it snowed Saturday night and most of the day yesterday. I jokingly commented that it seemed fitting that Maine, which might very well the the whitest state in the Union, would have a white Martin Luther King Day.
I’m a bit upset over the fact that today isn’t a bigger deal up here. There might not be mail delivery, and the banks are probably closed, but everything else seems to be open. Why isn’t this a more important Holiday? I am not impressed, Maine. Not impressed at all!
While this feature is built on a solid foundation of trashing Monday as a day of unrest and general annoyance, I must be a true journalist and report on the day from a different perspective (just this once).
Last Monday, I returned from a long day at work to discover that I had been Freshly Pressed for the second time! That was quite a thrill, and it has been exciting to answer comments from new readers, and welcome hundreds of new followers to the blog.
If you haven’t had a chance to read the honored post, it’s the one about Pluto trying to buy its way back into our solar system as a planet. It’s nice to know there are so many Pluto lovers out there.
So Mondays are still horrible, but I guess this little bit of happiness proves that they aren’t entirely bad. Don’t worry, Modern Philosophers, I haven’t let down my guard. I’m approaching this Monday as if it were just as terrible as it normally is.
Help yourself to the coffee, linger around for conversation, and feel free to read some of the other posts on this blog. Just please don’t feed the Gargoyle or tip the interns.
Just think…Tuesday is less than 17 hours away!