Will some reporter, or some Republican on the Sunday shows, please ask why tax cuts raid the non-existent Social Security Trust Fund but all the Democrats’ new spending doesn’t? Will someone please ask that?
And it is always Easter Sunday at the New York City Ballet. It is always coming back to life. Not even coming back to life – it lives in the constant present.
Sunday nights, we have dinner together, and we play games on game night; once a year, we get away to ski – when you get kids out of their home environment, they’re forced to be with you, and you have a captive audience.
I didn’t grow up in one of those restrictive Christian households where you couldn’t do this or that. We were brought up with a great collection of good morals and good values, but we also had fun. We’d go to church on Sunday, but then have ice cream, roller skate or play in the park afterwards.
The Business’ has been an editorial success, with a core audience that loves it. But commercially it has never been a success as a newspaper. It just gets crowded out on a Sunday.
I can recall that nobody ever went out the door that wasn’t dressed nicely, even though it was the Depression. I particularly remember on Sunday, the day we all went to church, if you didn’t have it together, you kind of stayed in the house.
If I’ve been disciplined through the week, on Sunday I treat myself to mutton biryani. I can have up to one kg of it for a meal.
It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.
When a coach arrives at Juve, he has to win every Sunday, no draw matters, all that matters are the three points.
I live in Spain. Oscars are something that are on TV Sunday night. Basically, very late at night. You don’t watch, you just read the news after who won or who lost.
For Sunday breakfast, I make orange and ricotta pancakes, crepes and eggs. You know men, we usually go for breakfast because it’s the easiest thing to cook and then we try to make it seem fancy.
There were 10 to 12 years where I averaged two to three hours of sleep a night. There were times when I didn’t go to sleep for two days, but I’d usually crash one Sunday a month for 16 to 18 straight hours, and then I’d be rejuvenated.
As I was growing up, I did a lot of talent shows. I won fifteen Sunday nights straight in a series of talent shows in Macon. I showed up the sixteenth night, and they wouldn’t let me go on any more. Whatever success I had was through the help of the good Lord.
And then my husband works every second weekend, sermons on Sunday, baptising on Saturdays, weddings.
As soon as I walk down that sticky six-mile patterned carpet that welcomes you at Heathrow, I buy the Sunday papers and read the fashion supplements cover to cover. Even though hardly a single word in them seems directed at any male who ever lived, I find them compulsive reading.
We were making new ones the second year. We were in syndication the second year. So we were on Saturday nights, prime time, every morning, and then they put it on Sunday evenings too. So it was all over the place.
I can play the main stage at the Newport Folk Festival in front of 10,000 people and do all the gigs and stuff I want to do. Then I can go home and get toilet paper on a Sunday morning and not get hassled.
If I were to just focus on stand-up, I could actually, paradoxically enough, be home way more, because I would leave on a Friday, go do a couple theaters Friday, Saturday, maybe Sunday, come home.
Sunday I try to make up for some sleep I lost the week before and bank some for the next week.
I was one of those kids who watched the Bear Bryant Show every Sunday, and every time Alabama played, I was listening on the radio. I’d fight you if you talked bad about Alabama.
If you’re one of the fortunate few on this Earth with a pass to enter the gates of Augusta National on Masters Sunday, you don’t leave early. You just don’t. If it’s a Masters Sunday when Tiger Woods is near the top of the leader board, you really don’t leave early.
As a mother in the 1950s, she did not impose the same strict religious routine on myself and my brother, Mark, though we were taken to church and Sunday school.
I emceed in metro Detroit throughout college, and even when I moved to New York, I would actually fly back on a Friday, emcee on a Saturday, and fly back on Sunday so that I could audition during the week. It was a big part of my life.
I do an improv show on Sunday where we have a class, and then afterwards we go and do a live performance in front of an audience.
I’m generally so disoriented during the week about what I’m doing and where I am – I travel a lot – that when I’m home on a Sunday, I typically try to sleep in as much as I can.
I have to have a cheat day. I know when I’m being good all week long that come Sunday, I’m going to lie by the pool, have a drink, and eat some pizza.
I would love to play Bobby in ‘Company.’ Also, I would love to play George in ‘Sunday.’
Not everyone gets the ‘Sunday scaries’ or dreads going to work every day, and you shouldn’t, either. If you wake up most days with anxiety over what the day holds or find yourself checking out at work to avoid progressing on tough projects, it may be time to reevaluate your situation.
Occasionally, I have time to go to the theater, and I think for a minute, ‘Man, I’d really love to be doing a play right now.’ Because I loved doing plays when I was doing them. Then I think, ‘I want to do it right now, but will I want to do that Sunday matinee in six weeks?’
Our parents didn’t let us watch a lot of television growing up. We had Disney on Sunday nights, and at 8:30, they were like, ‘Turn it off! Go to bed!’
I’m into Incubus. Growing up, I was a huge Taking Back Sunday fan. I’m still a fan, but I don’t listen as much as I used to. When I was 13 or 14, I started getting into emo-pop-rock, so that influenced me. I also love Drake… I have a pretty diverse collection.
Well, I believe in God. I taught Sunday school.
The key to any good sports story is identifying the defining moment. In football games or a boxing match, it’s usually pretty obvious. But in golf, sometimes it happens on Thursday. Usually it’s Sunday, but guys who don’t know the game, they can miss it.
I grew up watching my dad scout games live. They played on Saturday. Sometimes they wouldn’t get the films until Monday. Sunday air shipping from wherever the college team was located – Starkville, Mississippi, or wherever the film was coming from. It took two days.
The real advantage for me is that I have the opportunity to lead worship every Sunday.
