Monday, November 3, 2008
Fake Time
Morgan and I were talking the other night about Daylight Savings Time, and Arizona's lack thereof (which I think is fantastic). She called DST "Fake Time." I think it's so true. So I dig the END of DST, you know, when we gain the hour. And luckily, most clocks change themselves these days. Unfortunately, no one told Kobe. It's 3pm and he's been bugging me for about 30 minutes now for his walk; 4pm-ish is his usual park time. He also woke me up this morning; how he got into the house is beyond me, but I can't imagine a better wakeup than an adorable (and CLEAN!) black Lab putting his chin on my bed and wagging his tail, saying, "FEED ME!"
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Another reason why I hate fake time: because of fake time, I MISSED WICKED. I checked online what time the Sunday matinee was and it definately said 2. But when we got there, they said it was 1 (which makes no sense because EVERY matinee is at 2). Therefore we were late for the lottery and couldn't afford the expensive tickets.
Who do I blame? Fake time.
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