It struck me this evening after, having two pints and feeling pissed. The Guinness went down so easily, that a Tuesday is probably one of the most underrated days of the week. It is in fact a great day to get pissed if you are so inclined. There would be no cuing up at the bar, the evening take-away shops are empty because everybody who wants to get pissed usually does a Friday or Saturday. Tuesday is in many respects, a psychological non-entity. Unless you happen to have a birthday on a Tuesday. Which of course has a one in seven chance of happening. It's a day when you can go walking around the shops and not expect to be crushed by the crowds, it's a day when the majority of people are at work, children are at school and everyone is geared up to run from one place to another. All because the next day is a Wednesday. Yet another working day, however a Wednesday once completed, in the afternoon means everything else is downhill and an easy ride. Whereas on a Tuesday you are still walking up hill against the floods. Tuesday therefore has got to be the best day of the week to do special things. To get out and about, purchase those clothes, buy shoes, have a nice quite drink in a nice loud pub, because what would of been a busy pub is relatively serene. Tuesday is without doubt a totally underrated day of the week. So in this frame of mind I realise if I want to get out and about then Tuesday is the best time in which to do it. The problem is working and working on a Wednesday.
Well, I didn't say Tuesday was completely without it's problems, but certainly free of most of them.
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Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Thursday, June 16, 2011
The revelation of a pint
I've been to the gym this evening and for some reason my belly hurts, it must of been the three sets of 20 sit ups. Not many but for a little pot bellied man like myself but it was enough. Again half an hour on the running machine which was pretty good, then only to find I had just about burnt off 350 calories. A few weight machine exercises and I finished. On the way to the train station I met Language man (on account he speaks 4 languages and is Belgian), but being a Belgian is nothing to do with his language skills. I offered my hand and he gave me a hearty hand shake. Then suggested the pub. After a hand shake like that how could I refuse? Just the one pint for me but the conversation was good. Though sometimes I do wonder about conversing with people who have similar political and religious views as myself. The reason is because you're always in agreement and the thing with a good discussion is there should always be a little bit of debate or even argument. Language man is a nice bloke and very easy to get along with.
It was while talking to him I got thinking, and maybe it was the pint of Guinness as well. For you never know, sometimes one of those lovely black glasses hits the spot. I got thinking about general stuff. It must of been after or during the conversation about the Universe and how insignificant we were, but how awe inspiring and humble it made us feel. The stuff being along the lines of our fleeting lives. Yes, this was the train track and the pint which got me thinking. With all the stresses at present in the Fish Factory the conversation added a bit of perspective. However, I didn't talk about the Fish Factory. In the long, haul of existence, ours is but milliseconds of milliseconds in the grand universe. Our likes and dislikes, our pain in the arses things are so insignificant they are hardly worth thinking about. Although personally the biggest pains in the arse tend to be other people. I'm sure some of them feel this way about me as well. I know Sparkling and Big Momma can for sure. I hope not all the time, because then my name would probably go on some hit list. Yes. All those things which cause distress can be overcome with the right frame of mind. This is what I thought. Only thing is finding, getting or becoming the appropriate right frame of mind.
I then at some point realised, after consuming my pint it had cost me the half hour run on the treadmill. So now I was back to square one. Zero. For which there is something quite interesting about as well.
It was while talking to him I got thinking, and maybe it was the pint of Guinness as well. For you never know, sometimes one of those lovely black glasses hits the spot. I got thinking about general stuff. It must of been after or during the conversation about the Universe and how insignificant we were, but how awe inspiring and humble it made us feel. The stuff being along the lines of our fleeting lives. Yes, this was the train track and the pint which got me thinking. With all the stresses at present in the Fish Factory the conversation added a bit of perspective. However, I didn't talk about the Fish Factory. In the long, haul of existence, ours is but milliseconds of milliseconds in the grand universe. Our likes and dislikes, our pain in the arses things are so insignificant they are hardly worth thinking about. Although personally the biggest pains in the arse tend to be other people. I'm sure some of them feel this way about me as well. I know Sparkling and Big Momma can for sure. I hope not all the time, because then my name would probably go on some hit list. Yes. All those things which cause distress can be overcome with the right frame of mind. This is what I thought. Only thing is finding, getting or becoming the appropriate right frame of mind.
I then at some point realised, after consuming my pint it had cost me the half hour run on the treadmill. So now I was back to square one. Zero. For which there is something quite interesting about as well.
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