Skip to comments.****OFFICIAL FRIDAY SILLINESS (SPRING FORWARD) THREAD****
Posted on 03/09/2007 4:57:01 AM PST by Lucky9teen
This weekend Daylight Saving Time begins, at 2am on Sunday, March 11th. Ah, time...great, we lose an hour this weekend, and that means one less hour to play, drink, sleep, and just be. Let's kill some time here then....
What do you do with your time? Do you Spring Forward this weekend?
2007 Daylight-saving change could confuse gadgets
Daylight saving time (DST), also known as summer time in British English, is the convention of advancing clocks so that evenings have more daylight and mornings have less. Typically clocks are adjusted forward one hour in late winter or early spring and are adjusted backward in autumn. Details vary by location and change occasionally.
Governments often promote DST as an energy conservation measure because it substitutes summer afternoon sunlight for electrical lighting. However, in some cases DST can increase energy costs.
Daylight Saving Time - for the U.S. and its territories - is NOT observed in Hawaii, American Samoa, Guam, Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands, and by most of Arizona (with the exception of the Navajo Indian Reservation in Arizona).
"An extra yawn one morning in the springtime, an extra snooze one night in the autumn is all that we ask in return for dazzling gifts. We borrow an hour one night in April; we pay it back with golden interest five months later."
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It was 2 degrees here this morning.
I'm not here today.
Not Daylight Savings Time again!
TOP TEN? Let The Silliness Begin
1. Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
2. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
3. Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
4. Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.
5. The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.
6. If you lined up all the cars in the world end to end, someone would
be stupid enough to try to pass them, five or six at a time, on a hill,
in the fog.
7. The things that come to those who wait will be the scraggly junk
left by those who got there first.
8. The shin bone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room.
9. A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.
10. When you go into court, you are putting yourself into the hands of 12 people who weren't smart enough to get out of jury duty
Although, you gotta wonder what goes through people's heads sometimes. Who looks at road kill and thinks of posing his GI Joes for a picture?
I love Daylight Savings Time!!!
Heck - I celebrate it and make it a holiday :)
Checking in from the road! This one is a LOOONG business trip.
It's been cold, but we're expecting a big warmup today. Might get close to 60.
Decisions! Decisions! Decisions!
GI Joe, making the highways safe for all people!!!
IRT your tagline....
You can pick your friends
You can pick your nose
But you can't pick your friend's nose.
It's not whether you pick your nose, it's WHERE YOU PUT THE BOOGERS!!!!
Yeah, I think I could have a beer and shoot the bull with that guy.
Back in the seventies when Roone Arledge took over the news division at ABC (he was already running the sports division) ABC had a corporate image crisis.
For years NBC was Proud as a peacock. And CBS had the eye but what did ABC have that was memorable? Not a whole lot. so the corporate powers that be tried to update the image of the network.
One plan that didn't work out quite as well as hoped was a revamp of the corporate headquarters. The board wanted something that would call instant attention to the network and yet was pleasing to the eye. They brought in a image consultant and he suggested building the ABC logo on the front of the building out of glass and turning the letters into huge fishtanks.
Proving that the networks can sometimes be flaky the board thought that was a good idea.
It just so happens that my uncle owned a pet store in New York at the time and ABC contracted with him to set up the tanks and keep them well stocked. They decided that 150 medium sized angel fish for each letter would be enough and my uncle set the tanks up accordingly.
On the day when the fish were to be put into the tanks (after the water had set for a sufficient time) my uncle and his son, my cousin, were emptying all the various fish into the letters. My uncle started on the "A" and his son started on the "C". after getting 100 fish into his tank my cousin droppped the last container holding about 50 striped angels onto the ground. The container broke, spilling, and killing, most of the fish.
My uncle came over and told him not to worry about it, there's plenty of fish in the "C"
I was having a hard time waking up, but that "pander pie" really did the job! Thanks!
You can pick your friends,
and you can pick your nose,
but you can't roll your friends into little balls.
We're hoping for a high of 50 tomorrow. I can't wait.
SICK SICK SICK!!!!
Mother Superior called all the nuns together and said to them, "I must tell you all something. We have a case of gonorrhea in the convent."
"Thank God," said an elderly nun at the back. "I'm so tired of chardonnay.
Could you take me off your ping list for awhile? I'm being deluged by the sheer volume of different ping lists that I'm on and I need a time out.
HA! I need to use that with the kids! LOL
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on
someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to
make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right if***ing
number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that
anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to
call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an *** hole!" and
hung up. I wrote his number down with the word '*** hole next to it, and
put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills
or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an *** hole!"
It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic '***hole'
calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this
is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're
familiar with our Caller ID Program?"
He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back
and said, "That's because you're an ***hole and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.
Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting
for that spot, but the idiot ignored me I noticed a "For Sale" sign in
his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first ***hole (I had his
number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW *** hole,
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"
He said, "Yes, it is."
I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?"
He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oak tree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow
rambler, and the car's parked right out in front."
I asked, "What's your name?"
He said, "My name is Don Hansen,"
I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
He said, "I'm home every evening after five."
I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
He said, "Yes?"
I said, "Don, you're an *** hole!"
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I
had a problem, I had two ***holes to call.
Then I came up with an idea. I called *** hole #1.
He said, "Hello."
I said, "You're an *** hole!" (But I didn't hang up.)
He asked, "Are you still there?"
I said, "Yeah,"
He screamed, "Stop calling me,"
I said, "Make me,"
He asked, "Who are you?"
I said, "My name is Don Hansen."
He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?"
I said, "*** hole, I live at 34 Oak tree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow
rambler, I have a black Beamer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start
saying your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, *** hole," and hung up.
Then I called ***hole #2.
He said, "Hello?"
I said, "Hello, *** hole,"
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
I said, "You'll what?"
He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ***,"
I answered, "Well, ***hole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right
now." Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I
lived at 34 Oak tree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over
there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oak tree
Blvd. in Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just
in time to watch two ***holes beating the crap out of each other in
front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really does work
OMG I love that.
Not a problem sweety. Let me know when you're ready to come back on... :)
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