13 Mar 2010 at 13:15
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It’s that time of year again, when most of us get an opportunity to lose an hour of sleep tonight in exchange for more daylight at the end of the day as Daylight Saving Time begins tonight.
That’s right, at 2a.m. tonight you are supposed to set your clock ahead one hour, to 3a.m. but most folks make that change before heading to bed tonight.
For those that would like to know more about this wonderful event, here’s a snippet from the Wikipedia entry:
Daylight saving time (DST; also summer time in British English—see Terminology) is the practice of advancing clocks so that afternoons have more daylight and mornings have less. Typically clocks are adjusted forward one hour near the start of spring and are adjusted backward in autumn.[1] Modern DST was first proposed in 1895 by George Vernon Hudson, a New Zealand entomologist.[2] Many countries have used it since then; details vary by location and change occasionally.
You can read the full article here.
So don’t forget – change your clocks tonight.
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12 Mar 2010 at 22:55
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of mice and men.

Today was just one of those days, it started off late and continued on through most of the day. I got up later than planned, I was late to my first appoint of the day (just five minutes but it set the tone) and it just compounded from there. As the time on the watch above shows it was 6pm, an hour after I was planning to leave work – I just couldn’t get ahead of the curve today.
Good news is, the day is almost over – hope tomorrow runs a bit smoother.
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11 Mar 2010 at 22:00
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Out of soap.

Tonight at the boys’ den meeting we continued to work on their whittling chip by using their knives. A few weeks ago we started with proper use, sharpening and safety and tonight because they continued to manage to use their ears and common sense started whittling.
Many, many, soap shavings later we can some that looked like a bear and some that looked like blocks of soap that had been carved by a knife. On the whole a good evening with only one minor wound, Alex cut his thumb (my son and the the denner to boot) and all are looking forward to the next time they can take out their knives.
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