Awesomely Hardrocking undertaking...
- My Fellow Fiends,
Unless I am *that* totally out-of-touch (of which I have in
fact been oft accused) there's a whole bunch of super-fine
folks out there in Colorado someplace who started this day
with a little wade through a creek.
A fa-fa-fa-FREEZING creek.
And when they finally do get done with their day "today,"
it'll be Sunday.
[Ah, for some maybe (like yours troubly, once); for
others--the even more highly touted fiends--their "day" may
conclude in something under 30 hours. --which is like most
ROCK ON, YOU HARDROCKERS!!!!!!!!
You folks are all "awesomer" than I can fathom....
Ah, an' Love* I've got for all of "ya."
( O_O )
(*Some ancient high school English teachers MIGHT possibly
*stop* agonizing in their graves after they realize, as we
realize, that some apparently ungrammatical written
expressions CAN, in fact, BECOME grammatical with proper
[rock on, Dan! :-]
Yankee Folly of the Day:
If the sun's rising and falling determines "a day," but the
sun wasn't created until the fourth day, then how in the
heck did Genesis figure out that it was, in fact, the
Don't try and tell a Hardrocker how long a day is.