March Madness

I understand the concept behind Daylight Savings Time. In essence, it's this: move an hour of darkness from the evening to the morning when most of us aren't awake yet anyway, thereby making more daylight in the latter part of the day, when people are actually using it. This should (at least in theory) help to conserve energy. Okay, that's an oversimplification, but you get the idea. So every year, for something like seven months—actually, it's closer to eight months now—we Americans pretend we don't know what time it really is, unless we live in Arizona or parts of Indiana.

I'm not opposed to the idea of Daylight Savings Time, mind you. It's just a little inconvenient at the beginning, that's all. And I'm not just talking about the hour of sleep I lost last night, though that's not a lot of fun either. No, what really bothers me is all the clocks I have to reset twice every year.

I'm pretty much done resetting the clocks this morning. My computers and my phone automatically reset themselves, as did my atomic clock that gets the updates broadcast to it at midnight every night. But there were still a lot of clocks I had to reset by hand:

* Wristwatch
* Bedside alarm clock
* Nancy's clock radio (She did that one.)
* Bell jar clock in the office
* VCR in living room
* Stereo in living room
* Stereo in kitchen
* Wall clock in kitchen
* Microwave clock
* Counter top clock in bathroom

There's an old saying that a man with a watch knows what time it is, and a man with two watches is never sure. I've been feeling that a little today. Nevertheless, all the household clocks now read the same time, ±1 minute or so.

The only clock I still need to reset is the one in the Dynasty. I have no idea how to do that.