Take Your Daylight Saving Time and Stick It Where the Sun Don't Shine. Cause That's When I'm Driving To Work Now.

(I realize I'm a little late posting about this, but I was too busy napping.)

Ah, Daylight Saving: That magical time of year when all of us (Arizona not included) lose an hour of precious sleep. And, since few of us are getting enough sleep to begin with, this creates a lot of angry, zombie-like people, searching for someone to blame for cutting into our nap time. To whom does the Flying Fickle Finger of Fate usually end up pointing? The one and only Ben-jammin Franklin.


(Am I the only one who thinks this is super creepy?)

"Darn you, Benjamin!" we say. "Why didn't you keep your blasted opinions to yourself?! We're fine with you being on the 100 dollar bill and all, but COME ON!"

Now, I love my sleep just as much as the next guy, and I hate Daylight Saving time MORE than the next guy, but I think we all need to take a step back and give poor Ben a break.

Here's the deal: Benjamin Franklin's whole suggestion for this business was satirical in nature. Just the writings of a brilliant guy who was probably bored sitting in a house in Paris. (Here's the whole letter, if you want to read it.) So, should we really be blaming Ben? Or should we be blaming all of us (Arizona not included) for continuing to do this STUPID MOVE-THE-CLOCKS-FORWARD-AND-BACK THING?!

*Jules gets so upset she falls into a deep sleep. Narcolepsy style.*

Ahem. Excuse me.

This is what I'm asking for, People of the World. I want to hear at least three good, solid reasons for why I lost an hour of sleep this week, and why I'm driving to work in the dark. If the reason includes something like, "It's great! It stays lighter longer," I don't want to hear it. Know why? BECAUSE THERE IS STILL THE SAME AMOUNT OF LIGHT!! Now, however, when I'm driving to work at 6:30 in the morning, IT'S DARK! Know why? BECAUSE I'M REALLY DRIVING TO WORK AT 5:30 IN THE MORNING!!

*Angry Jules. "Flames. Flames on the side of my face...."*

The other thing I don't want to hear is that it saves us all so much money. I hear this often, but I have yet to see any real proof of this supposed fact. Does anyone have some hardcore evidence of this? (Or would you like to Google it for me?) People keep telling me that it saves so much money, but I have yet to see the data. So, show it to me.

And, even if you can prove that it saves money, I don't care. I'll just leave me lights on twice as long out of spite. Take THAT!

Next year, I'm boycotting. This is the worst idea ever.

That's enough. I'm going back to sleep.

Flife!

My most loyal reader (Hi Dad!) has been dropping several hints lately about my lack of blogging.

"Well, I don't know what's going on in Jules' life, since she never blogs anymore."

"Dad, we live in the same house. I talk with you all the time."

"It's not on the blog...."

And, since I've moved to a new place (finally), I no longer have an excuse for my slacking. And, since it's my most loyal reader's birthday today (Happy Birthday, Dad!), I figure I owe it to him to at least blog a little bit.

So, since I haven't written a haiku in a while, here are two:

(For Padre)

Throw some confetti.

Please party responsibly.

Happy Birthday, Dad.

(On Julianna's Life As a Twenty-Something)

Life is happening.

What more do you want to know?

I need to sleep more.

I hope life is treating you all well! And if it's not, you should body slam it.

(And Happy Birthday, Dad!)