"Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now."
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Friday, October 24
A Very Special Post
When my alarm clock went off this morning, I was facing away from the nightstand, which is unusual for me. I promptly reached over and smacked my sleeping wife in the face. Oops. Sorry, honey.
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While on the road this morning, the radio people reminded me to turn the clocks back this Saturday night. Spring forward, fall back (but can't you fall forward as well?). Anyway, that got me wondering. What if you're working at, say, an all night convenience store? And at 2 a.m. you go and change all the clocks? Do you get paid for working that extra hour? Or does the boss chuckle and say, "Ten to six. Eight hours. Hahaha!" I suppose that would make sense, as long as you got paid the same when they set the clocks forward in April.
Yes, I think of these things so you don't have to.
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I have a long commute, so I listen to a lot of radio, and I can't help but noticing that the American Music Awards is promoting "A Very Special All-Star Event With Michael Jackson" or something like that. Now I don't know about you, but the only all-star event I want to see is Michael Jackson taking batting practice against All-Star Pedro "The Headhunter" Martinez.
Who thinks Michael Jackson is a big star anymore? Oh, right, the same people who swear that Internet file-sharing, not crappy music, is causing lower CD sales. I mean, Micheal hasn't been a draw in fifteen years. Michael Jordan played most of his career (and won six championships) since Michael Jackson mattered. Of course, there's the gotta-look-train-wreck aspect, which might produce good ratings, but really. MJ is a punch line these days. And not a funny one.