A Bunch of Malarkey

mmmm… Friday.  I’ve decided, that Friday, could in fact be my favorite word in the English language.  Every time I think of it, I feel like it’s a delectable desert, so good, that eating it doesn’t even justify, so good, I need to roll in it in one moment of gluttonous, exclaiming glory.  And all is right with the world.

Saturday, is the clotted cream that goes on top.

Sunday, well, Sunday is just Sunday.  Sometimes, it’s football day.  But, more than not, it’s cleaning day.  And really, who likes cleaning.

The rest of the days?  Meh.  Who cares.

I got a sunburn today.  For some reason I haven’t quite fathomed yet, I don’t mind it.  I’m actually sort of reveling in it.  I suppose, it’s been a reveling sort of day.  Even though it was abnormally hot for Montana today, I still kind of loved it.  For no real reason.  Just, because, some days I love.  May 17^th, I will remember you for at least a week.

I feel like it’s a bit off, but sometimes, I’m just happy to be happy.  For no real reason.  Just because I can be.  Perhaps it’s the impending Indiana Jones movie.  I think it’s more anticipation than anything though.  I mean, we all anticipated the new installments of Star Wars, and look where that got us.  About the best parts of those was Natalie Portman’s washboard abs, and really, was there any anticipation about those?

I think the moral of life is though; if you weren’t on MASH at some point, you could be less of an actor.