Daylight Checking and Savings

Both when you spring forward and when you fall back it’s called daylight saving time. That doesn’t make any sense. In fact you don’t really save daylight either time. In the spring it should be called daylight gaining time. In the fall it should be called daylight losing time. Another option would be to call the spring daylight saving: “I can’t believe I slept this late” and the fall version “If we’re going to meet up between 1 and 2 am, we should specify whether we’re going to do it the first time it rolls around or the second time.” I think that would look good printed in the bottom corner of a calendar. Regardless, I hope everyone’s nice and adjusted. Except for you my Indiana fanbase,- you guys didn’t have this hardship to conquer. I guess when you live in the state with the highest Klan population you deserve a break. Unless you are a member or sympathizer of the Klan in which case you should have something really awful to deal with, like a two-hour adjustment.

Quite the national championship game we’ve got on tap tonight. I think the team that hits more three pointers will win-unless their opponent makes up for that difference in two point field goals and free throws made. All I can truly ask for is that Wisconsin gets some love during the One Shining Moment highlight reel. I’m thinking Alando Tucker’s alley-oop or Clayton Hanson’s nose bloodying head-first dive for a loose ball would make excellent selections.

Someone needs to say it, so I’ll step up: Van Wilder is an underrated movie. Rotten Tomatoes website gives it an atrocious 17% rating. While an argument could be made that they take the gross-out humor a millimeter past the tasteful zone (think graphic consumption of bulldog semen filled pastries) Ryan Reynolds really shines in the title role. I didn’t see him in Blade 6 or whichever unnecessary sequel it was, but I can’t imagine he’s nearly as much at home toting a cross bow as he is being an irresistibly charming 7th year senior. I would rate it as a must add to your respective Netflix cues-unless you’re a film snob in which case, I hate you and don’t care what you do with your free time.

Without specifying in which direction I’m referring, how bout the fact that the weekend is only two days away, huh?!?