Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. Have you adjusted to Daylight Saving Time yet? I have, but I do...

Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound.
Have you adjusted to Daylight Saving Time yet? I have, but I do not like it. Just before the change, I was actually able to see the start of the sunrise. Now it is just pitch black again. Many times I will get an email from a friend telling me about how pretty the sunrise was that morning, and all I can do is go “Ppffftttt!” Anyway, speaking of mornings, I go through my weekly routine like clock-work. Get up, stumble to the bathroom, shower, shave, dress, eat my instant oatmeal with blueberries and off to work I go. This morning was a bit different. I was getting ready to cook my oatmeal in the microwave when I noticed that the clock had reset to zero. No problem, the stove clock registered 6:30 a.m., so I pushed the clock button, waited for the flashing 0s to appear and proceeded to enter the time. But the clock would not change. It just blinked. OK…try again. Reset, punch clock and enter the time. Still nothing! I was getting a bit peeved since the microwave was only a few months old and thinking it was already broken. I even unplugged the microwave in the hopes it would reset, like I do many times when my computer gets a bit out of whack. No luck. It just sat there blinking on and off, daring me to hit it with a hammer. Fortunately, I did not have to use a hammer. It finally dawned on me that this microwave wanted me to type in 06:30 versus 6:30! My old microwave never required me to do that. Oh well, nothing like getting your blood pressure up to start your drive to work in the dark!

“Falling down is part of life. Getting back up is living.” – Dogpound Wisdom

Overheard two elder ladies: “I have the greatest grandkids. When I sneeze, they help me find my dentures.”
On a recent flight, an elderly passenger kept peering out the window. Since it was totally dark, all she could see was the blinking wing light. Finally, she rang for the flight attendant. “I’m sorry to bother you,” she said, “but I think you should inform the pilot that his left-turn indicator is on and has been for some time.”
An elderly gentleman was explaining to his family that there was no need for concern since he was in excellent health. “Everything is fine. My heart is just fine.” He slapped his chest a few times. “My knees are working fine.” He slapped his knee a few times. “My mind is fine too.” He knocked his head with the palm of his hand. “Hello. Who is there?”
OK, that is good enough for now. As always, be good, do good, play safe and remember: falling down is one thing, falling into a manhole is another!

  • JR