The Sun Hath Risen

There are two very distninct factions of people in this world. There are those who are morning people and there are those who are not. Have you ever met a person who says: I like mornings sometimes, or I sort of like mornings. I think most people are probably morning haters.

I am a non-hater. I have been known to wake up in the morning, far earlier then needed only to drink coffee, go for a jog, sit out on the poarch and read, listen to NPR, and other things. This of course is somewhat maddening for roommates / girlfriends who are notoriously always morning haters.

Luckily for me I wake right up immediatly and have all my faculties about me. Haters wake up slowly as a general rule. This means you can, oh, I don't know, jump on their bed, spray water in their ear, open the shades and walk out, and a few other harmless things. It's generally a good idea to make sure there is a pillow close at hand because a very common reaction of a hater to a non-hater is to throw something. They will typically throw what is in their hands. I've seen them lunge their firsts at me, throwing nothing but air or quilted down. They will normally threaten you in a cuss/grunt/moan but this is meaningless.

Haters very rarely will get out of bed to actually mame you, which they threaten. If they do, you win. By them getting out of bed to mame they wake up, and you get a bruise. This is especially true for woman who more so then men do not wish to be seen first thing in the morning.... you know, how that 12 inch long hair manages to stand straight up. Commenting on that, howevor, is normally a bad strategy. I guess you could do it safely from the parking lot, even that would be a gamble which I am not sure I would be willing to undertake.

On being seen in morning: I really don't care. Ever seen that guy with gray skivies in Notting Hill? That's me, just not so pale. I imagine this probably brought about by living on a ship for 6 years though. Nothing gets rid of the taste of shame and humilation like 6 years on a ship (Gerison Keelor would say beebopareebop Rubarb pie)

That said, I do know my limits. Especially on the weekends. I would normally let my last room mate, Craig, sleep until eleven or noon or so, then I would go wake him up. He likes to stay up late, like until 6am late because "he can't sleep" so sleeping to noon isn't as bad as it sounds. So, no, I'm not a neo-calvinist where suffering = virtue. I just happen to enjoy the peace and quite of mornings. If you know me, then this probably makes a lot more sense in this context then it does to say I want to get up and "do things".

I don't really understand that about most morning people anyway. We work during the day, we pick up and make dinner at night, go out for drinks are basically active right until the time we go to bed. Why make more work for yourself before the sun comes up? Most morning people are so happy to tell you about all the things they have done. Me? I'm happy to tell you how many pages of the NY times I read or cups of coffee I drank.

Although, I could see the merit in a morning work ethic so long as it doesn't create noise or bother me. God help my children if I ever have any. Lawn chores I think would be appropriate here.

Have I mentioned I miss Bob Edwards yet? Well I do. He's leaving NPR you know and is going to make his own independent talk show which he will then sell to NPR affiliated stations. Nifty huh? I'm willing to bet WAMC will pick it up.

Haters tend to also strongly dislike non-haters. I think the reason why is since a hater hates the morning, one could deduce that any emotion derived from such a thing must be inherintly evil. Therefor, they dislike non-haters, at least for that morning part of the day. Or maybe I've been reading too much Descartes lately, I dunno.