Did I mention that the reason today is Muesday is because my sleep schedule is so borked that I was up all night last night, and therefore Monday has run together with Tuesday, creating this abomination now known as Muesday? No, I suppose I didn’t. I probably also forgot to mention my love for run on sentences. In any event, I feel it only fair to mention that I am defying precedent here:
It would seem that Jorge Cham and I disagree on what we should call the all-nighter induced chimera of a day that falls between Sunday and Wednesday. While I respect his inclusion of the “muh” syllable from the beginning on Monday, I can’t help but feel that “Muesday” flows a little better. After all, it has a “moo” sound to it, which rolls off of one’s tongue as easily as it does an animal themed See N’ Say. A trait it has in common with this video: the Black Hole Rap, brought to you by the same group that (will) bring you something completely different (and yet the same) later. (On a related note, I also love speech disfluencies.) Remember kids, the black hole says: “all your beats are belong to us”!
