I find I really have no use for Tuesdays.
As far as days go, they serve no purpose. They haven't developed an identity like the other days.
Monday, while hated by the world, is the beginning of the week.
Wednesday is hump day.
Thursday, for the most part, signifies the beginning of the weekend.
Nope, Tuesday does nothing for me. It reminds me of cousin Oliver on the Brady Bunch.
You tolerate him while he's there, maybe even pretend to like him.
But really, you just wish he'd leave.