What Day Is It Game?

Its almost no longer today.

It's always today, it's just a different today.

And my today is Sunday.

I win.

Somewhere in Costa Rica it's Sunday.

For the purposes of this game, I've decided to virtually move to Aukland, New Zealand where it's currently...(checks)...25 minutes past midnight, Monday 31st August. So I win tomorrow, er I mean today.

Well played sir.

By the way its Auckland.

No matter where you go, there you are.

You say that now but what of the morrow?

This particular choice may perhaps be found by future generations as a trifle eccentric, but the mere fact of it: the prodigal, pure, human kindness of it must be seen as a beautiful star in that firmament which shines upon us at this moment, dazzling a little, but filling us with warmth and the extraordinary elation, the euphoria that happens to so many of us at the first breath of the majestic glow of a new tomorrow.

From the top of this moment, in the solace, in the kindly emotion that is charging our souls and hearts at this moment, we are thankful for this great gift which lends me such a very splendid part in this, our glorious occasion.

When August officially ends for 2020 in all time zones on Earth, is it then time for the first post of September to be made official?

Is that a search for tomorrow?

It's September in England now. So? Yes. It's Tuesday (as per the rules of this not so august game).

Rules? I don't need no stinkin' strangly rules!

'sides which my rules book slid down a sewer drain after my imaginary pet shark chewed it up and spit it out.

It's Tuesday and September in Australia as well.

It's also the first day of Spring.

Finally.

It can't be Tuesday and September in Australia on the first day of spring, everyone knows it's Friday on my mind.



Tuesday's as dead as a Schrödinger.

You silly sausage mr squiggle it's father's day.