Sunday, March 26, 2006

It's time for spring, whatever time it is

The snow flurries have stopped, the forsythia are showing a hint of color, and a bit of sunshine is peeking through. The ground, however, is still mostly frozen. We can't call it spring without the mud.

Nevertheless, some places, such as Europe, including the UK, are changing their clocks to Daylight Saving Time this week. Others, such as Australia, are not changing back to standard time because it might bring confusion to the Commonwealth Games, preferring instead to bring confusion to most of their computers. Next weekend, the U.S. will change, except for Arizona, Hawaii, and selected counties in Indiana. (The Navajo nation observes DST because it's spread over three states, one of them Arizona.) All this when there is little data to prove that DST saves any energy and much to suggest that people use more energy (drive) with the increased evening daylight. GMT is fine with me.

The travelers returned in good form yesterday afternoon. The house and other buildings survived the winter well. They left Canada before the start of the Great Seal Guts Battle of 2006. (It wouldn't surprise me if you didn't follow the link tot the story. The short version is that the losers, as always, are the seals.)

The votes are in regarding iPods in the workplace. They're OK or maybe not.

Of course, we could be in Denmark.

Want beef with your Rice Krispies? Didn't think so, particularly if you are a member of the Hare Krsna Society.Well, the same article reports that you can snack on unfrosted Pop-Tarts, even though the law may not let you hang around airport terminals anymore. (I have met a couple in Chicago's O'Hare airport.)

On the other end of the spectrum, my automated search for a technical documentation job found a listing for Director of Research and Development for Buffalo Wild Wings.

And, finally, in the "Lowells talk only to the Cabots and the Cabots talk only to God" Dept., we learn that 'Executive' monkeys are influenced by other executives and not by subordinates. Where are you on the monkey bars?

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