Sunday

Ranking the days of the week

Sunday. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Let’s take a look at the days of the week and how I view them currently and in my personal past.

7. Friday.

Friday is the worst day of the week because that’s when I found out what kind of scum I am.

6. Thursday

I mean…Thursdays have been kind of boring compared to the other days. This is especially true for my time as a Sixers fan. See, Thursday nights in the NBA are usually reserved for the best teams and/or best matchups (think Monday Night Football for you NFL heads). Sixers haven’t played well enough since I became a fan in 2000 so…yeah. But, even other areas of my life, this isn’t my favorite day but I also don’t dislike it. It just…is.

5. Monday

I’m not sure what it is about Monday. Corporate American hates this day since it’s the “back to work” day. But, I don’t really dislike…oh wait. Band practice was always on Monday. Oh yeah. I didn’t like band. F band.

4. Wednesday

I was born on this day so there’s a reason not to be excited. Also, I got my blood drawn by these vampires although people tell me they were nurses or something. Also, when I was a kid, Wednesday was the longest day of the week for my, mom, and sisters. Just…a long day from home. Even today, Wednesdays are busy and usually not enjoyable. One of my best relationships sparked from Wednesday so…huh. This has always been a bittersweet day which is why it’s in the middle. I mean, the middle of my list but coincidentally it’s also the middle of the week. Okay then.

So far, each day has been not so good. Do I even like a day, or am I ranking by which ones I don’t hate as much? Grief.

3. Sunday

Sunday is when I go to church. I either teach or do lighting, and I enjoy doing both. That’s been a really fun ride.

2. Saturday

The last day. The 7th day. I don’t know what it is but I really like this day. Maybe it’s because historically, I generally get to chill on this day. No school. Um, okay actually when you worm in retail Saturday is your day, but I love working retail so it was fine with me. But yeah, Saturday usually had something I looked forward to.

1. Tuesday

I really…it’s like Saturday. I don’t know exactly why I enjoy Tuesday, but I do. I really did. Boy Scouts was really fun and that was Tuesday nights. Then again, band concerts were on Tuesday nights. Currently, I use Tuesdays as my “day at church”…day. I would go to the morning staff meeting, and then spend the rest of the day working on my lighting. Wednesday also was a day to spend all day at church but Tuesday historically felt…productive. It was during a Tuesday night class that I began writing my book. It was a Tuesday that I decided I wanted to start my own blog (this blog right here). I really like Tuesdays.

Sunday: My Day of Rest

I just want to make a quick note. I am no longer going to be posting on Sundays. At least, not consistently. Sunday could be the day I do update posts for the blog. I made this choice for a number of reasons; reasons I can’t tell you…yet. Just know that, in the very near future, I will start to have more responsibilities. And so, I’m setting myself up to not overload.

Also, for similar reasons, Dante’s Opinion is back down to one post per week instead of the two days. Tuesday is the day to look for them. Wednesday Word remains on Wednesday. There is one more announcement, but, I have to wait until the end of the week.

Yeah, there’s a surprise waiting for you at the end of the week. If you follow me on Google+ and/or Twitter, you kinda know what it is. Just so you know, a lot of times, my updates vary from platform to platform. You only get some of the story if you follow just one area vs following me everywhere. Still, some things I have not said at all. In time, this post will make sense to you, my friends.

Trust me.

-DALANEL

Weekly Funnies 25

We’re at week 25, although it’s not quite 25 weeks in a row.

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I have posted this before. Still funny.

There was this old priest who got sick of all the people in his parish who kept confessing to adultery. One Sunday, in the pulpit, he said, “If I hear one more person confess to adultery, I’ll quit!”  Well, everyone liked him, so they came up with a code word. Someone who had committed adultery would say they had “fallen”.

This seemed to satisfy the old priest and things went well, until the priest died at a ripe old age. About a week after the new priest arrived, he visited the Mayor of the town and seemed very concerned.

The priest said, “You have to do something about the sidewalks in town. When people come into the confessional, they keep talking about having fallen.”

The Mayor started to laugh, realizing that no-one had told the new priest about the code word.

Before the mayor could explain, the priest shook an accusing finger at the mayor and said, “I don’t know what you’re laughing about. Your wife fell three times this week.”

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