WHO YOU GONNA BELIEVE?

I suppose you think this is going to be a political blog, well, it's not. Not that I wouldn't like to get on my
soapbox, but I am so undecided that I don't feel qualified to express my views, seeing as they are all
pretty negative. No this blog is more of a cyber-electronic-21st century type of thing.

First of all I had a bad Saturday night last night. At first I couldn't fall asleep and then when I finally
did I woke up at 1:30 am and tossed and turned until about 3 am. Knowing I had to get up early for
church, when 5 am came around, I hopped out of bed, wanting to stay there so much. Booted up
my computer, switched on the coffee pot, made my bed and then looked at my computer and it had
a note on it, saying we updated the time on your computer in compliance with daylight saving time
ending on 10/25. Caught me off guard, hadn't heard a word on the news, hmm, well, now it is 4am
instead of 5, bed is made, no sneaking back in. Strange I usually hear someone talking about this.
Let me check my cell phone. Nope, cell phone still says 5 am. Oh my gosh, if I believe my computer
and it's wrong I will be 1 hr late to church. If I believe my cell phone and its right oh what the heck.
Call time. I guess we got no such thing in Nevada, so I called 411 and the operator said it was just
after 5 am and dst would be discontinued next week. Any other Sunday, I would have said screw it
jumped back into bed and stayed home, but I was scheduled to usher this Sunday and I take that
responsibility very seriously (mostly because I bitch about those who couldn't care less)

My poor computer, first the little man who lives inside (you know the one who says "you got mail"
"good-bye" "not that key you dummy" died and he took my screen saver with him and now my
computer silently lies to me.

During my awake time last night I had tuned to TCM and they had a couple of short films on starring
Artie Shaw and his orchestra. Took me back to my teen years and early adulthood when the bands
and singers were the craze. So much good dancing music and all live too. The Eagles Ballroom on
24th and Wisconsin with the mirrored ball casting lights on the dance floor and the dancing couples.
You didn't have to be a contortionist to dance to that music, but you almost had to at least like the
person you were dancing with, because it really was romantic. So romantic in fact our church
banned dancing for unmarried couples as it was very suggestive. My feeling was that going to a
drive in movie was just as suggestive if you were inclined that way yet that was ok. Makes you wonder
what kind of minds those pastors had. Oh well.

I am kind of running out of ideas about what to blog, so thought I would do a bit on Holidays as
they come along and tell you about holidays in the "olden days" as opposed to modern times.

So later this week I will comment on Halloween, but now, just a moment of silence please for the little
man who no longer lives in my computer, and a plea to the stinker who jumped in his space and
thinks it is fun to tell me lies.

Until next time, Love you guys.