The time change was Sunday morning. If you changed your clocks you lost an hour of sleep, if not you might not have made it to church at all. We’re gonna give our guy above half credit. The idea of ending the time change is growing in popularity in the United States but how to do it becomes a sticking point. Most people just want it to end, and do not care which time we land on, but if asked which time we should stay on permanently there is slight preference for Daylight Savings Time (DST).
I had an epiphany Sunday morning. If time change still exists next March – and it will because even if legislation is passed they will set a start date a year or two down the road to make the necessary preparations, including an information campaign and software updates – I’m going to pitch this idea hard to church leaders. On the day of the time change, when we spring forward, let’s push all Sunday start times back one hour. Sunday school for example would start at 11 a.m. and worship at 12 noon. No one has to lose an hour of sleep, we can fix this ourselves. And anyone that forgets to change – I know of one local church that didn’t have a music leader Sunday morning – that person would accidentally be right on time. People that don’t go to church have that day to adjust before Monday morning and church people could ease into on the day of rest that we also worship together on. We could make it easier on ourselves to do so. Who’s with me?
I missed Mario Day last week (MAR 10) but not Pi Day (March 14, or 3.14). I didn’t actually eat any pie on that day either but I share the memes, make the jokes, it’s fun to participate. Same with Saint Patrick’s Day. I wear green, might say a few lines in an Irish accent, but the truth is I have no Irish ancestry that I’m aware of nor am I Roman Catholic. Each day of the year recognizes a saint in Catholicism but there’s only two or three that Americans care about, and there’s no point in educating anyone not Catholic about who these people really were. Protestants have their hands full with colorful hidden eggs and toys in socks by the fireplace, if you know what I mean.
A man in Chicago is suing Buffalo Wild Wings for false advertisement claiming that boneless wings are really nothing but nuggets. He’s not wrong but I think we all know what boneless wings are. I remember when they first came out 20+ years ago they actually cost more as an appetizer than traditional bone-in wings, like they had to work harder to debone them or something. That didn’t last long and at any place that serves both kinds today the boneless variety costs less (and that’s why I buy them). Aimen Halim has tried his hand at other frivolous lawsuits in the past, one being dismissed just recently. Buffalo Wild Wings is a good sport and tweeted a response earlier this week:
This entry is dedicated to one Mr. Dudley Morris. Everything in the meme above is true with one minor caveat. Young Frankenstein was released in mid December 1974. It was early in 1975 that Aerosmith was recording in the studio. They went in with three songs prepared and were going to have to finish some others “in studio” before the album could be completed. They had a piece of music that would become Walk This Way but no words. And then yes, they took a break, saw Young Frankenstein, may have taken some drugs not prescribed by a physician and Bam! Steven Tyler’s head was full of lyrics the next morning.
The Blizzard of ’93 aka the Storm of the Century. You gotta understand that if you live in a southern state like Georgia measurable snowfall is rare. Some years we don’t get any at all. Even where I grew up, about 30 minutes south of Chattanooga, TN, 3 or 4 inches of accumulation is a big deal. Schools close, most businesses shut down; we don’t have the equipment or the resources for snow removal. We don’t need them most of the time so those things are not in local or state DOT budgets. So 30 years ago when we got 18″ of snowfall accumulation overnight – a foot and a half of snow in northwest Georgia – that was more than my parents or grandparents had seen here in their lifetime. Trees and powerlines went down, factories and warehouses collapsed, the interstates were closed. This was before digital cameras were common and cell phones didn’t take pics at all. All of the newspaper pics from the time are black & white but here are a few pictures from around the area taken during our little blizzard:
Broad Street in Rome, GA
A street is under there somewhere in Cave Spring, GA.
The Old Mill at Berry College
I wrote about Christians and food laws this week. Sometimes Christians get bogged down in laws regarding clean and unclean food but not with laws concerning rounding the corners our beards, clothing made from two kinds of material or standing when an elder enters the room. Imagine if a man today claimed we shouldn’t sit on the same piece of furniture as a woman on her period. If we accept any part of the Law we are bound to keep the whole thing and we do not/are not going to do that.
Preview: I have a lot of historical fun facts starting to pile up on me. I like to add one to the Deja Vu post each week but one day this next week look for a special history post so I can clean out the folder and make a fresh start. Then next Saturday I can link to it.
So what happens if someone does change their clocks, or more likely their phone updates itself, and then they show up for church at the regular time? Same thing could happen with a first time visitor that doesn’t know everything is pushed back an hour.
I’m getting up at 5 or 6 a.m. every single day including the morning of the time change. I could easily pick up one or two dozen donuts and put on a pot of coffee for the few people that show up an hour early. We could talk about current events, time change proposals, Jesus; very few if any would show up and if they did they would get bonus coffee and donut time with the pastor.