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They tried keeping to DST year round in the 70s to help save energy. It stayed too dark in the AM for some kids that had to be at school early. Parents fussed. It should be left alone as standard. There are some rural routes where it can take two or more hours for a school bus run.

I know AZ doesn't do DST, but it was sure funny watching the guests waiting in line and getting annoyed at what THEY thought was 7A. The motel was at fault since it didn't post any notices. Being a motel, the management should have realized that most customers are out of state.
 
DST is kept around nowadays because the commerce trade knows that people are more likely to go to the store after work if it's daylight out. It doesn't matter that it disrupts people's sleep cycles or work effectivity; as long as those consumers are out there buying shit they don't need, we're still going to do it.
 
I've lived in several DST states but have been in AZ for the last twenty years. It's been great to shed the DST burden here, except for having to conduct business with a state that does change. I never could see the benefit of DST anywhere.
 
"Monday will be happening an hour earlier"

Daylight Saving Time is hot garbage

When Benjamin Franklin proposed Daylight Saving Time — he invented it — it was a joke. These days, it's more like a practical joke we play on ourselves every single year. It's time to end this dumb prank once and for all.​
I completely agree! Personally I have always HATED Daylight Savings Time! [emoji35]

I would much rather remain on Standard Time.
Knowing I could end up with a pacemaker at 31... It's really kind of scary.
I am very sorry to hear that! [emoji17]
 
Today looks to be the craziest day I've had in some time. Taking an almost-blind friend to the casino. Meeting with my new super to discuss fixing up the new house. Closing on same. Receiving my first Medicare Part D delivery. Receiving new checks for the super's account. Having my permanent fake tooth installed. And something else...
 
Today looks to be the craziest day I've had in some time. Taking an almost-blind friend to the casino. Meeting with my new super to discuss fixing up the new house. Closing on same. Receiving my first Medicare Part D delivery. Receiving new checks for the super's account. Having my permanent fake tooth installed. And something else...

...gettin' there.
 
I find it laughable how some recruitment agents try to glamorise job roles in order to tempt you to apply. Fortunately I've been at enough places to see through their particular brand of BS. ;)
 
Today looks to be the craziest day I've had in some time. Taking an almost-blind friend to the casino. Meeting with my new super to discuss fixing up the new house. Closing on same. Receiving my first Medicare Part D delivery. Receiving new checks for the super's account. Having my permanent fake tooth installed. And something else...

Yay! Got it all and discovered the something else: drag my super to my bank to make her eligible to sign my checks... tomorrow. But the best part, oddly enough, is being able to feel the roof of my mouth after wearing that g&% d)*@ flipper for a year.
 
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Tonight I stopped at DQ because I had a coupon for BOGO blizzards. Lately they've been doing this thing where, when they hand it to you, they flip it upside so you can see it's so thick it won't spill out. http://upsidedownorfree.tumblr.com/

The guy asked me if I wanted lids, & I said I did - then when he handed them to me (with the lids on) he still flipped them upside down. I thought that was pretty hilarious :D
 
I'm throwing an extra ten grand at that little house because I'm pretty sure I can flip it for a twenty-ish grand profit. So the question is, once it's all prettified, will I flip it or live in it. It's at the end of the quietest street in town, even though it's nestled in a cove next to a six-lane highway straddled with megastores. It has a helluva lot going for it, but the hardest part for me is practically childish – it's in a 55+ community! I'm sixty-one, so I should be happy to have discovered it, but the neighborhood is full of old people! No kids, no ice cream trucks, no motorcycles, no nagging reminders of lives being lived!
 
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