I Don't Much Like Change

We set our clocks forward an hour on Sunday. Most of the clocks I deal with changed themselves automatically, but I had to set three in the house, and one in a car. Changing the clock is easy. But I didn't sleep well last night.

I think I go through this difficult adjustment every time the clocks change, though it is easier in the Fall. I don't like getting up in the dark again, and getting out of bed what seems like an hour earlier, because it is, is not fun. I don't think there is any point to daylight savings time, because it doesn't save money or energy, according to the latest studies, but I don't know of any movement to get the changes cancelled in the United States.

My wife seems to have trouble with the transition, too. She didn't get to sleep very quickly last night. In fact, she slept in another room. I think I fell asleep, then woke at about 4 am. It took me some time to get back to sleep, which I did right before I had to get up. If not for the clock change, I could have slept another hour. I think that would have been very nice.

Now, this post has data in it that are not available in any other form, except perhaps if someone chose to interview me. But the data are personal, and about me, so not important. Not even important to me, or I would rant more loudly, and maybe write my Congressman. So, will this have any impact on the data gods? I suspect that, even in the belief system of dataism, not all data are created equal. Besides, I doubt the priests and priestesses of dataism have any kind of systematic searches of blogs like this set up, so the existence of this post may not even be noticed by the data gods, who have a long way to go before they can instill fear and trembling in us inferior beings.

Yes, I am more upset about the change to daylight savings time than I am about the algorithms on the Internet that are trying to run my life. Those algorithms keep sending me ads for irrelevant things, like nursing school programs. They miss a lot. Sure, I saw an ad today about pH tape, which may have appeared on that comics site because yesterday, I was on the Fisher Scientific website, shopping, but apparently they don't know what I do, or why I have connection to so many nurses . Or they are trying to lull me into a false sense of security by appearing, well, so stupid so often. Having had glimpses of their ultimate power, I will keep an eye on them.