A co-worker of mine mentioned an article she read recently about how DST costs us millions of dollars in lost productivity every year, farmers HATE it, and the whole thing is actually all the fault of the golf lobby. (Er, and not the GILF lobby as I originally typed.)
No idea if it's true (as I can't remember where she said she read it - could have been WSJ, could have been USWeekly), but good lord do I hate springing forward.
Dylan is a full-on sicky-boo this morning. Hopefully he'll be able to sleep in his stroller while DH and I scope out places for his 30th birthday party. (DH's. Not Dylan's.)
the whole thing is actually all the fault of the golf lobby
Or the military/industrial/golf complex.
I love DST. I love having daylight when I am actually awake, which I never really am on the sunrise side. It does not, however, save energy, unless you are doing your work outside on a laptop charged with solar cells.
There's a lovely op-ed paean to Gary Gygax and geekdom in the NY Times: [link]
I'm with Ginger; I love Daylight Savings Time. It's how I get over my winter blahs.
OK, poll: how far back can you bend your fingers.
About 90 degrees. Oddly, I put a little effort into maintaining this flexibility. More than the rest of my joints, anyway.
I will reserve judgement in DST this year until I am waking up tomorrow morning.
I am ALL ABOUT Daylight Savings Time. We get more sunlight at the end of the day!
Although I fully admit that getting up for work tomorrow is going to SUCK even more than usual.
Anyone know when Dawn is tomorrow?
I hate waking up in the dark.
I'm so happy that the Scientist beat the Mad Dairy Guy. Although it was close. But I feel my braving the icy sidewalks was worth it.
The DST change went suprisingly easy, and the rain was nowhere as Biblical as expected yesterday (apart from the mud bath I accidentally gave one of my Chuck Taylors), but can I just say I am sick, Sick, SICK of gale force winds! We seem to have this more and more often in NE and it's turning an absolutely lovely day into The Marcel Marceau Experience to get anywhere on foot. Double demerits for the wind not picking a fucking direction and sticking with it.
It just confuses me. Matt had to get up at 4. I couldn't sleep again. so I came out to the couch. I slept til 7.said nope, wrong went back to bed, slept til 830.
