I had a profound thought this evening and it is one I think everyone should think about.
I realized that I don’t owe anyone anything. Nothing at all
And I am not talking about money or stuff, I mean life-wise
My life is my own.
I can take it as far as I want and leave the rest behind
My life is mine and I don’t owe any of it to anyone other than me
If you think about it
You don’t owe anyone anything
Either
Ha! That is what I say to all the poeple who thought I was stupid because I was bitching about daylight savings time. Turns out DST kills people. Yes you read me right, it K-I-L-L-S people. Ha! Read it and weep baby!
I’m here to fill you on the reality of daylight savings time and how it kills dozens, maybe hundreds of people each year.
You like Swedes? They are pretty smart right, even with their funny little accents. And let’s face it, with an export like Alexander Skarsgard you have to love them, for that alone if nothing else.
While I can’t quite picture in my head where Sweden is exactly (I know the sorta general area I think) Swedish researchers, have been keeping track of illness, death and time for over 20 years now and it turns out that, just like I always said, Daylight Saving Time is truly an evil beast.
As soon as clocks get rewound an hour there were less heart attacks. Okay, so that sounds like a good thing, I’m thinking maybe I was wrong about all this DST crap. Oh, no, wait, what is it that happens when it comes time to spring forward? Oh yeah, people DIE.
Instantly said all those people who didn’t have a heart attack, those who were saved from death when the clocks went back drop dead when it springs forward.
Okay, fine, not quite but there really is a big jump in the numbers of heart attacks, especially in the first few days.
I didn’t make this up, there is a good reason for this. It all boils down to our sleep. If we don’t get enough of it we don’t just get cranky, our cardiovascular health suffers.
Now do you agree that Daylight Saving Time is ridiculous?
But even with all that health stuff, I still think we should get rid of it because it doesn’t make sense. The time should be the time. Period.
It may mean that here I work from 9-5 whereas someone on the other side of the world works 5-3 or whatever. Think about it, is someone born in the same hospital as you on the same day, same hour, same minute but who moved to, say, Australia on the other side of the International Date Line actually older than you?
I have a dirty little secret and that is that I love, yes love Hedley and Jacob Hoggard. Sure, he is a total nut job but that is what makes him so friggin’ cool!
If you don’t know who they are you better get up to speed. [tag]Jacob Hoggard[/tag] was a contestant on [tag]Canadian Idol[/tag] some years ago now, he was the best they ever had on there and after seeing him on it I could never watch it again. It was just so boring without him, he was hilarious and talented, the whole TV package.
But anyways he is now the of Hedley and they are doing really well, yay! A good Canadian band they are actually going to be touring with Bon Jovi in the coming months. I hate Bon Jovi. But atht is another story. Unless he is going to sing some Blaze of Glory songs then screw the BJ—or maybe I should say blow him, get it BJ?
Anyways, I have seen Hedley live one time only and they were amazing and wacky, It was on a New Year’s Eve and they sounded just as good in person as on the album which is not something you hear every day.
Jacob Hoggard and [tag]Hedley[/tag] just came out with their second album the other day called Famous Last Words and I have to say it is just as good if not better than the first one. The first one was great, I loved almost all the songs on it, but this one is a little more grown up without losing that Hedley feel that makes them so unique. I have to hand it to the guys for keeping it real.
I remember the first song they ever released, at least it was the firs tone I heard, it was On My Own and I was a little disappointed, after seeing him perform on Canadian Idol, I thought it would be better than it was. But I got the album anyways and the other songs were wayyyyy better, though in all fairness Hedley On My Own did grow on me as well.
This new one is so cool, I love Hand Grenade, Old School and For The Nights I Can’t Remember the most I think. But it is so hard to say!
If you get the chance you should check out Jacob Hoggard and the rest of the band online. You can see some of their crazy antics too. Insane!
For the first time in my life I got a taste of what the real [tag]cat and mouse game[/tag] is all about. I have a cat named Spike and she actually caught a mouse…okay it was a rat…but it was a really really cute rat. A baby probably.
There I was minding my own business working at my computer when all of a sudden there was a commotion behind me. Before I could turn around I saw Milly come running by after a dark colored blur. The poor little mouse/rat tried to hide behind my desk but Milly is still pretty small and is obviously up on all the cat and mouse game tricks of the trade.
The next thing I knew she was leaving the room with her head held high. High because she had the poor little mousy in her mouth! Needless to say I screamed. Not because there was a rat in the house but because my cat was going to kill it.
Now I am not saying I want to have mice or rats, obviously that is gross and I didn’t know I had them and now that I do I certainly plan to kill them. But there is a difference between passively poisoning them and having them die out of my site and having it shrieking as the cat carries it up the stairs. Ew! I am an animal lover so I could not let the cat torture and kill the poor little thing. After all it’s not it’s fault it was born one of the most hated creatures in all the world.
So I did what I think any good person would do and started screaming and running after the cat. The mouse got quiet as they went up the stairs and I thought maybe it was dead but I quickly saw this wasn’t the case as I got to one of the upstairs bedrooms. The poor little thing was still alive and the cat was beating it about the head. It was terrible! So I screamed again and the cat ran and hid—they hate loud noises. Turns out the mouse did too and it hid as well. I had a bitch of a time getting it out from under the bottom desk drawer.
I had to put a shirt over my hand because I didn’t know if it has some disease or not, you hear such horror stories. As I was feeling around I couldn’t tell what I was groping, every time I thought I had it, it turned out it was another piece of garbage! How much crap can fit under one drawer on the floor??
Anyways I finally got the poor thing to run out to the wall behind the desk where I could get it better. There is an old broom laying on the floor back there and the little baby rat was just laying on the long handle panting. It was drooping off almost passing out, it was so sad!
Anyways to make a long story a little less long, at the end of the cat and mouse game I prevailed, me and the little rat/mouse. I got it and put it in a little fish tank thingy and took a good long look at it. My kid named “her” Scarlett for the scar she will have now by her eye where the cat tried to gouge it out.
She had some superficial wounds on her back, I guess from the teeth but in the end we let her go in the forest, far far away from out home. I like to think she will be okay, poor little baby. She was awfully cute for a rat.
I hope I never have to experience firsthand the cat and mouse game that exists out there. Too sad!
