Yes, to dance beneath the diamond skies with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the trees, circled by the circus sands -- With all memories and fate, driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow...
'This must be Thursday,' said Arthur to himself, sinking low over his beer. 'I never could get the hang of Thursdays.' — Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy