Close enough to smell the coming weekend
26 Thursday is so often confused with Friday, Thursday's younger and much more popular sibling that I feel the need to give it it's due all the new grass has flowered, gone to seed and died a time when one gives a thought to what kind of winter is in store for us always looking ahead the past is gone the future is uncertain so without further ado Thursday comes in, not on little cats paws like the fog but comes clomping in wearing an old pair of Doc Martins with knotted laces, spattered with mud, one broken heal hanging akimbo splashing coffee on the just mopped floor Because Thursday has seen the hopes for the new week dashed Ground down under the cold efficient heel of another regularly scheduled meeting about warmth, artistry and meeting our new sales goals for the quarter. Keep up with your TPS reports! So dawn comes on a Thursday, the early opening bud of the weekend no rain, more heat, some swell but wind too. trying to makeup for a weeks worth of disappointments with ...
