Tuesday morning is possibly the worst morning of a standard working week.  Monday mornings slide by relatively painlessly, because we’re too coated in the frost of the weekend to feel them.  It will be nearly noon before we realize what we’ve been suckered into.  Tuesday morning is the first one that requires conscious effort.  By Wednesday we’ll remember how to do it, and on Thursday we’ll be thinking about the weekend.

Of course, this is arbitrary.  I could probably come up with an explanation for every morning of the week that would sound convincing, except Saturday.  Saturday morning is always awesome, even if you have a hangover (you think, “man, I’m glad I can take it easy this morning”).

So why write about it?  I haven’t started any sort of habit that will give me a backlog of topics to attempt, and I want to get myself writing something every day.  I suspect the best way to get the word wheels spinning with torque is to just keep them going.  To this end I plan to start blogging almost every day, and keeping a notebook on hand to keep track of every idea even tangentially worth thinking about writing about.  And in the worst case, I have five mornings left to bitch about.

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