Great Moments in Time

Yesterday, as I write this, we’re in the throes of time change.  I always have to look it up since we lose an hour to gain more daylight and we call it Daylight Savings Time.  The logic of doing so is logical when you work your way through it but the clumping of the terms of lose, gain, and save all at once don’t seem intuitive to me.  Thankfully, it’s done on the weekend so there’s at least a day to get used to everything.

I’m always curious as to how television stations handle the time change and last evening, I went through the guide and there didn’t appear to be any adjustment in time on their schedule.  But, there had to be somewhere.

It’s a day of time challenges around here.  As you know if you’re a regular reader, my written posts are scheduled to go live at 5am.  Those posts that are automated happen when they happen.  I’ve long since forgotten when I scheduled them; I just go to the blog and skim through them if I feel the need.  So, I’m awake at 4am wondering what the heck and then I remember, two days ago, it was 5am.  That’s my normal time to get moving and now I’m lying in bed working out the logistics and implications of getting up now which will still be 4am tomorrow and I’ll probably need a nap this afternoon.  The NASCAR race this week is in Nevada so there’s the difference in time zones as well.  My nap has to be planned carefully.  It believe that it’s 3pm ET.  I’ve given up understanding and using EST and EDT.

The television channels had done their thing and my favourite morning news show was on at the right time, even though I was still working out my personal logistics.  The dog was having trouble too.  Either according to his internal clock or the conclusion of my breakfast, he feels that he’s entitled to his morning walk.  It really is 7:30, even though we normally eat at 6:30 and it’s still pitch black outside.  I’m mentally trying to working it out; he’s staring expecting the call to put his collar on.

The computers handle it nicely.  I’m old enough to remember a time when you had to physically change the clock.  Then, it was sort of a semi-automatic change; the computer would change the time but ask you to confirm.  Now, things just happen like magic.  It would have been interesting to stay awake all night to see how the changes were done but seriously not interesting enough to actually do it.

Here, we’re not connected to the internet of things yet so there will be the semi-annual trip through the house to change the clocks.  It’s only at these time that you remember how many clocks are actually here.  I’ve received so many as gifts over the years and just can’t bring it upon myself to throw things away.  Then, there are a couple of clocks that I was never able to figure out in the 3 seconds I allocate to the job.  Some of them will now have the right time and some of the others will be off an hour until the fall.  Their day will come.

I can appreciate the original concept of saving the hour.  Conversations always point to the extra hour of daylight for farmers who apparently didn’t have lights on their tractors.  I do remember having some friends who were dairy farmers and they didn’t care.  The cows didn’t either.  Dairy cattle will eat non-stop if you let them anyway.  Reading through the article from the Wikipedia made me smile at another timing issue that’s important to parents who have kids.  It pushes the start time for fireworks back an hour.  That explains the correlation between the excitement of fireworks and the crabbiness of kids on fireworks night.  The Wikipedia article actually is quite a good read and could be used for a good read and discussion this Monday morning, as I write this on a Sunday morning.  Hey, we all time shift.

Even more fodder for discussion can be found in this infographic.

The bigger question though is why as a society do we continue to put ourselves through this.  Even my lawn tractor has headlights on it and I’ll lend it to any farmer whose equipment is dated!  Isn’t this a concept that’s had its day?

I need to wrap this up.  I have two brown eyes staring at me to remind me that we’re now an hour late for our walk.  The wagging tail serves as a reminder that, no matter what, there’s hope and life will go on…eventually.

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4 thoughts on “Great Moments in Time

  1. Using farmers as an excuse for it all never made sense. I have family who were farmers. They got up and started not by the clock but by the sun. They were not about to sleep in if the sun was already up.

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  2. A manually-set but unadjusted-for-time-change yet still-running clock is correct for half the year, provided that it was originally synced and has not lost or gained time, and allowing “half” to represent the fraction of the year taken by each of Standard and Daylight Savings Time.

    A stopped clock is correct twice a day, regardless of Standard or Daylight Savings.

    I am intrigued to see how the Apple Watch (details to come later today in the spring forward event at 1 PM EDT) will potentially upset The Watchmaker’s Cart. The requirement to charge the watch on a daily basis seems to be a huge potential liability, and it would be a terrible thing if a loss of battery charge or loss of Internet connection rendered the device useless as a timepiece. Perhaps the Apple Watch will include a small regular watch battery (like any other digital watch from the last 50 years) that allows it to keep time regardless of whether the smart watch battery is charged and/or connected to the Internet?

    Despite the whole “my phone keeps time and does so many other things, why do I need a sole-function device like a watch?” argument, it’s still easier to glance at a watch on your wrist than it is to fish your phone out of your pocket. However, a discharged Apple Watch with a blank screen seems to even defy the “right at least twice a day” potential.

    Time will tell.

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  3. Anyone who thinks the time shift is a good idea needs to spend some time in an elementary school this particular week. The double-whammy of week before March break and time shift has staff and students at the point of tears. Today, I woke up feeling like I didn’t have the grumpiest for the first time since Sunday. It seems to take longer to adjust as I age, but my kinders also have an awful time, and don’t know if they’re coming or going. I could do without it (though I admit I like the late-day light).

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