Sunday Miscellany

    I've learned to love Sundays. 

    Today, the weather is hanging on the fringe of what could be considered pleasant.  The temperatures are warm, but the sky is overcast and demonstrating the myriad shades of gray Nature has at her disposal.  I think it was William Gibson, in his book Neuromancer, who summed it up best when he wrote: "The sky was the color of a television tuned to a dead channel."  At least, I think that was the book.  It's been a damn long time since I read it, and since it's Sunday, I am just too lazy to go and search.  But, regardless, that's what the sky looks like this morning, and for some odd reason, I find myself wanting to abandon my coffee and replace it with a bucket of nice, hot tea.  You see, it's warm, the windows are open, and it's actually quite nice, but I'll be damned if it doesn't just look like a winter sky out there. 

    Right now, I am struggling with a hunk of short fiction I'm working on.  The funny thing is, I love writing, and it's actually turning out to be quite a fun story to tell, but I just don't want to do it right now.  As a result, I keep finding walls and reasons to keep me from writing it.  But, all my dishes are clean, all my laundry's done, the floors are mopped, the grass is cut, the cats are fed, the fridge is stocked, and I really have run out of excuses other than the fact that it's Sunday, and I just want to be one with my furniture and do nothing more challenging than push the occasional button my remote. 

    It's Sunday, man.  I want to be LAZY!  And, I think I will be.  But, if something comes up, I'll let you know. 

    Anyway, I've got to wrap this up and get to doing nothing.  I hope you all had a wonderful, wild weekend.  Did any of you out there do anything crazy? 

-DP