Tuesday, June 2, 2009

What Makes Tuesday Feel Like Wednesday?

I am sure there are scientific, psychological, rational explanations for the mysterious phenomena that make certain days feel like certain days of the week.

All day long I keep thinking it is Wednesday.

Sometimes on long week-ends (with Monday off) Monday feels like Sunday.

Rarely does it ever feel like Saturday on the wrong day.

But really, Wednesday? What makes any day feel like Wednesday?

And while we're at it, what is up with the spelling of Wednesday?

It should be Wendsday.

And February should be Febuary.

Have you ever said or heard anyone ever pronounce it "Feb-ru-ary"?

I googled images for Tuesday and this is one of my favorites:

Funny thing is, I went to the car wash today and it wasn't anything like this.

Maybe because it feels like Wednesday to these nekkid, strangely hairless men, too.

I leave you with a giggle:


True Blue Texan June 2, 2009 at 5:07 PM  

I had to follow the thumbnail of your car wash picture from Grandpa Eddie's site and then I get the best one of all at the bottom! That one of the fish made me giggle. Congrats on a job well done.

Grandpa Eddie June 2, 2009 at 6:20 PM  

Whoa! A little too much info with that first pic.

And I always pronounce February Feb-ru-ary, of course I was a Feb-ru-ary baby.

I hope you don't think tomorrow is Thursday all day. That could make for a loooong week when you find out that Thursday isn't Friday.

Sidhe June 2, 2009 at 6:30 PM  

Nice pic! My problem this week is that after a week in which I only worked three days I actually have to work 5 days! Who makes that scheduled anyway? Oh, I did this to myself!

James June 2, 2009 at 7:05 PM  

You know, I was reading thru your past posts and I saw that one with the guy who lost his pants on the ski lift. This one is way more embarassing I think. Loved the Batman.

Riot Kitty June 2, 2009 at 7:18 PM  

Those are hilarious. How did you find out about my car wash team? ;)

skyewriter June 2, 2009 at 8:28 PM  

Glad I could provide a giggle, True Blue.

I stand corrected, Grandpa Eddie. Altho' I might tease you mercilessly if I were ever to hear you say it like that :).

Yes, Sidhe, working too much is not good for knowing what day of the week it is. You are so busy!

Hi, James. Glad you caught the older post. It was one of my favorites. And in all honesty, this picture makes me uncomfortable; it's weird, you know. Naked men are absent from our cultural landscape.

Riot: Tom would never stand for it, but I want to check out that team of yours :). Wonder what they do in the cold to combat George Constanza-itis?

themom June 2, 2009 at 9:19 PM  

Hahahaha...loving the fish/Batman pic. Now if I could only find those guys to clean my car. they really look efficient.

skyewriter June 2, 2009 at 10:30 PM  

themom: Efficient. How did you know that was my first thought, too :)?

Pasha: many thanks.

PENolan June 2, 2009 at 10:52 PM  

Those guys look totally gay to me.

skyewriter June 2, 2009 at 11:12 PM  

What are the odds that four, built, tookus-shaved males, sans clothes cavorting about in bubbles are straight?

Less than less than nil.

Hetero dudes do not cavort...


Nancy June 3, 2009 at 12:13 AM  

Cabana boys of my dreams in the 80's. My dreams now consist of preparing fabulous dishes with famous chefs!

Hmm...what is today? Now that I'm a domestic goddess, I have no idea if today is Tuesday or Saturday and I really don't care. I've heard Olbermann pronounce February like Eddie does.

Love the Bat Cat!

msprimadonna67 June 3, 2009 at 1:26 AM  

I have a strange urge now to run out and get my car washed....

Shady Lady June 3, 2009 at 1:44 AM  

Ooh...I like Tuesday. I'll need directions to that car wash.

And yes, being the word/grammar freak that I am, I say Feb-ru-ary. It makes me thing of library that Princess pronounced librelly when she was 3. So cute. I have always thought Wednesday was weird, but I kind of like the spelling. ;) I know I'm a bit off.

P Sonderman June 3, 2009 at 7:20 AM  

Funny stuff. You had me at the nekkid man wash.

Cosa Nostradamus June 3, 2009 at 8:38 AM  

I think they're "metrosexuals:" Guys who primp like girls, but who may be either gay or straight. Or both.

Personally, I think it's a frightening trend, and I'm hoping to be dead before it becomes mandatory. The whole chick thing, it's so CHICKY! It's supposed to be! Guys aren't supposed to spend hours obsessing over their appearance, shaving ALL their body hair, ex-f**king-foliating! If women develop a taste for this kind of vanity in men, we will become an endangered species. My Gawd, no WONDER everybody but me needs Viagra!

And who's going to fix the car, kill the spiders, patch the roof and make the babies? A metrosexual? And mess up his manicure? Guys, if you keep this sh*t up, the chicks are going to learn to use tools themselves, and THEN where are we? What'll they need us for, once they've got a gaggle of metrosexuals to ogle and a Handy Dandy Randy-Rotic™ Robotic Man to ride?

I guess I'm officially ready for retirement. Maybe I can get a part-time job sitting in a diorama at the Museum of Natural History. "Homo Habilis Pilosus in his natural environment: Moe's Bar & Grill." Right next to Homer.

So, this is what happens when you give a female a PhD, hunh? UGH!

Aliceson June 4, 2009 at 6:53 AM  

The last time I took my car to get washed, it didn't even come out clean. Perhaps I wouldn't have noticed or been crabby that I spent 8 bucks on a crappy wash if I had those hunky men to stare at.

LeftLeaningLady June 4, 2009 at 12:41 PM  

I HATE it when that happens and it seems to happen to me a lot. The worst is when I wake up on Tuesday and know in my heart it is Friday. Devastating!

Great pics though. Thank you!

itdawnedonme June 4, 2009 at 5:52 PM  

Like True Blue Texan, I had to click on this post cause of the thumbnail of the photo. The guys do look gay, but one can still admire...no matter the orientation!

Er...what was it you said in the post? Sorry...too busy looking.

Carri June 5, 2009 at 8:40 AM  

"Hetero dudes do not cavort..."

Except for in prison...and in the military!

Seriously, I would drop a ton of cash into the car wash that offered this service. I can just imagine sitting in the car whilst the strangely hairless dudes rubbed their soapy flesh against the glass...oh, am I thinking out loud again...

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