tuesday is my favorite day of the week.
nearly every tuesday i wake up ready to rock. i have a long, productive day. usually.
today i woke up and my uncle had died. we got his diagnosis (of ALS) six weeks ago. he was a favorite.
then our wonderful shiny ball of new president dressed in everyone’s optimism whined a bit about no one trusting him last night, right before his economic right hand man convinced everyone for six hours today that they were spot on not to trust.