Happy Everybody's Gonna Be Running Late Day!

Gosh, don't you just love the Monday after the time change when 7 is actually 6 and 8 comes before you even wipe the sleepy seeds from the corners of your eyes? I know I do. I know I love having forgotten to change the time on the automatic coffee maker so that there was no coffee when I got up and walked through my one hour earlier cold house.

I know I enjoyed stepping on the Hot Wheels cars left on the floor in my bedroom that I couldn't see because its friggin' dark out. Or having to scrap the ice off my car before I could see where I was going and I live in Northern California where the only snow we know is up in Tahoe (okay, that made me smile).

And I especially love rolling in to work about ten minutes late but feeling like I'm nearly an hour early.

Thanks a whole fucking hell of a lot, Ben Franklin.

Hope you have a Happy Everybody's Gonna Be Running Late Day. Now I'm going to freebase this cup of coffee and probably still fall asleep at my keyboard.

Daylight Savings Always Kicks My Ass

While I get the reasoning behind Daylight Savings Time, the practical reality of it is that it totally knocks me out of whack.

It is barely 7:30 here right now and I'm almost unable to keep my eyes open. Granted, I went on a long motorcycle ride today (I'll try to finish the write up before crashing) but the early rising combined with the time change has about done me for the day.

Of course, the two wild boys in my house are amped and literally jumping around their room and screeching like its the end of the world. I expect they will sleep in tomorrow morning, which is just fine.

I hope I can get a decent night of sleep without the freaky dreams I've been having. I know the alarm will be going off before I know it and the working man's week will start right back up again. Have I mentioned that I love my hours? I've never had a job that gets out at 3:30 in the afternoon, its quite nice!