Achtung baby
Well, the houseguests arrive today and I think I’m ready. Luckily, they’re not the types who need to be picked up at the airport or anything. And when I say pick up, I mean it in the Manhattanite sense, which is, I take public transportation to meet you and then guide you back via the Airtrain. There isn’t any of that cushy curbside stop, drop your stuff in my trunk type stuff. But luckily for me, I won’t have to do that at all and I can just sit here and wait for them to arrive before we all go off to stuff ourselves with dinner. Once they inevitably fall asleep at the table (it’ll be 3am their time), I intend to just steal the food right off their plates.
I know I said my houseguests were German but I was only 75% truthful there. One is and the other is really from LA. But he’s lived in Berlin so long now that he’s begun to have a German-inflected English, occasionally searching for the correct word or pronouncing “cool” as something resembling “kül”. But that’s OK, I find it more exotic than LA.
In other news of this weekend, we begin daylight savings time three weeks earlier, a fact that both I and my computer are wholly unprepared for. Being that I wake up long after sunrise all year round and leave work after sunset 90% of the year, the whole saving energy thing resonates with me not at all. All I know is that my sleep pattern gets fucked with and I have to run around changing 5 or 6 clocks. Is consistency too much to ask? Don’t they do fine without this in Arizona? Or Indiana? Or wherever it is that they don’t do this? What is the fucking point?
Now, with the date of the time change being different, I have to deal with the whole computer thing too. My computer at work has to be totally re-imaged, whatever that means, to accommodate the patch that changes the time. Fabulous, so I will lose all my settings for a change of one hour. Then I have to download something for my Blackberry as well. I might as well just live an hour behind for a few weeks. I’m sure the people at jury duty won’t mind me showing up an hour late, right?
I’m going to print out this blog post and bring it with me just to be sure. If nothing else, they may think I’m too insane to be allowed on a jury.
eh, I’m in Indiana and we got sucked into this whole daylight saving time thing last spring. I’m not a fan either, and I don’t understand how it actually saves energy. But, I have to admit it’s pretty cool to be able to cook out at 10:00 pm – in broad daylight!
I LOVE daylight savings time. I don’t want to hear you speak badly of it ever again! Who can complain when suddenly it won’t be dark at 5pm?!
Hurrah, another lurker! And one who can give evidence from Indiana no less. Thanks, Carol Anne.
Becky, in that case I’m all for having DST all year round. Just pick something and stick with it, is that so much to ask?
Oh no my love, that is not too much to ask. I hate the whole “daylight wasting” portion of the year. Hate, hate, hate I tell you! I’m thrilled they are bringing back the light 3 weeks early. Although I’m afraid for my thinkpad and phone and ipod. Are they all going to explode or what?
Dude, this is my first slow day at work, no first slow day period, in a year and a half! Love it!
ps- is it too late to claim those Purim cookies? Ok, now I’ve turned this into a substitute for email. You’d think realizing that would stop me from hitting the “submit” button. But you thought wrong.
Ladies and Gentlemen JBall readers, Becky/Orbeck is the official Commenter of the Day!
I was going to eat the cookies today unless you want to come over and claim them.
I like to post in fits and spurts. Making up for lost time here.
I’ll call you tonight if the date is short and I’m home early. Otherwise, eat them.
Rock on, CotD.
What/who is CotD? what am i missing? I’m so not internet savvy. Or savvy at all for that matter.
Commenter of the Day. 🙂
Oh. I don’t hang around here enough to get it. I should though. It’ll be my “new year on Becca’s blog” resolution.
Oh no, you’re the first CotD.
OK, folks, we’ll take this to e-mail now, I swear.
In Arizona, we don’t save the daylight. In the summer, when it’s 400 degrees here in Tucson, we’re really much more interested in saving the nightdark. But I’ve always felt like the other time zones don’t take us seriously.
Please. It’s not that we don’t take you seriously because you don’t observe daylight savings time. We don’t take you seriously because you chose to live in the freaking desert where it’s 400 degrees in the summer.
Nightdark should totally be a word, I just have to say.
Hey now, Sarpon, don’t you live in the muggy swamp that begat Elian Gonzalez, voting fraud, and 1001 other Tales of the Bizarre?
You’re thinking of *South* Florida, Hiassen country. We are just as bemused with how those folks carry on down there as you are. Up here we swelter in the same months you New Yorkers do, July and August, but it’s true that summer starts in April and lasts until October.
Oh, alright, we do have swamps and alligators do live in them. But we’ve turned that into kind of a motto.