Daylight savings time sucks if you live in the Midwest. You lose an entire hour of your life, an hour that you can never get back; an hour you could have been creating something, making love or otherwise generally enjoying life. You wake up to it being dark and you being tired and generally cranky about it. It's not so bad in the Fall, when you gain an hour, but in the Spring it just blows.
I'm looking at life with my cup half empty, I realize, but sometimes you just gotta.
But my son cracks me up. I'm going to try something new in my blog: adding videos. If this works, I might occasionally post a vlog.
If you watch this, it's 49 seconds of your life you can never get back, as Cameron so eloquently stated...
Happy Sunday morning....
Oh, and I'm ready to kick ass in yearbook every day now...I'm gonna be a task master, and every damn person in that room better get busy every minute of every day. No more iPod and youtube festivals on my time. DAMMIT. I get mad when I think about it. Next year will be different. (That's what I say every year, for the record.)
And here's a picture of me and Quincy and Tyler that is pretty cool, too: doubles as evidence that the days have been too long and the sunlight has been too short and the snow has been too deep.
Maybe I didn't need that hour anyway. Daylight, here we come...
2 comments:
*Ahem* I believe it's "Daylight SAVING Time", Calvin. If not, I'm not sure who Mr. Saving is, or why he gets a certain time.
Moreover, it says that I'm posting as Michael, since long ago when I set up my Gmail account, I jokingly put my name down as Michael Schumacher...
Thanks for the editing...I'll be sure to change that before I submit this to a publisher to make me rich and famous...can't go looking like an ignoramous, now, can I?
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