Three days of early morning meetings this week (IEP, Staff meeting including cringe-worthy "sexual harassment" video, Language Arts) have left the blog and psyche incomplete and stumbling this week. I've never been a morning person, and waking up at 5:00 to bike commute has just seemed like too much. So the week from a bike miles ridden perspective is all shot to Hell, too.
So what do you do when the week's shot to Hell, it's "dark thirty" on a Friday morning outside and you still haven't started on your nine week grades or 47 other inane tasks that must be finished before yesterday?
That's when it time to break out the Jonathan Richman circa-1978....
Ah...blissful silliness. And at only 1 minute and 45 seconds I can watch it another 13 times before I have to get ready for work this "dark thirty" morning.
Have a Jonathan Richman Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day, everyone. That's an order straight from the Modern Lovers.