Well, as Bill wisely pointed out yesterday, it is always today, and it cannot be anything else until it becomes yesterday. You can talk about tomorrow, but it never comes. You wait in anticipation for tomorrow, and then wake up to discover that it is still today. Just like it was yesterday. Until it became yesterday.
Bush Babe declared that we were messing with her mind. I would like to point out that I was innocently talking about yesterday, which was today when I was writing about it, and I said that I expected it to be a loooooong day, long enough that it might not actually get over until next Monday. It was Bill that started explaining about it always being today, so he was actually the one messing with minds.
And Bill? You want to be careful with stuff like that. It's probably just the sort of thing that would get you thrown in jail in Juarez. LOL.
Yep. Pure unadulterated bull here today. I might do it differently tomorrow, but you know, it's still today.