A lot of people hate Daylight Savings, and I'll admit I'm no fan of "springing ahead" and losing a whole hour of sleep. I'll also admit that "falling back" is a lot easier whether you prefer AM or PM -- if you're a morning person, you can have an extra cup of coffee and read the paper; if you're a night owl, you haven't squandered your entire morning.

But I still would rather be on Daylight Savings than standard time.

Seriously, who needs light at six in the morning? Some of us are still sleeping (or at least trying to, if a child is wriggling in the bed next to us looking for a nipple). It's far worse to get to work when it's still dark than to leave work when it's already dark. Now that's a waste of a day. (Obviously, I have less to complain about now that my office is the living room carpet, but I'd still rather have some daylight to play with the member of this household who does have to go to a workplace.)

I suppose it could be worse. I could be back in Japan. Seriously, the whole country is about a time zone off. The sun started to set at 4:15 in the winter. It was completely gone by the time I left work at 6. And if anyone ever needed daylight savings, it was Japan. One morning near the start of my stay when I had trouble sleeping (hey, you try flying to the other side of the globe and instantly change your internal clock) I went for a walk at about 2:30 am. By the time I'd gotten back to my dorm at 4, the sun was coming up. Yes -- four in the damn morning. But I suppose it doesn't matter too much, since Japanese people only go outside for about a week in the spring for the perfunctory cherry-blossom viewing. The rest of the time is spent in karaoke clubs and video arcades. (Not that I spent all my free time in karaoke clubs and video arcades. I was, uh, doing, uh, hey what's that over there?)

And now it's time to end this lame post. Get it? Time? Har! I kill me.