The Blog: Laments From La Mancha

From Uncle John’s Daily Web Calendar:

Pope Gregory XIII devised the 365-day calendar in 1582, based on how long it takes Earth to orbit the Sun. But it actually takes closer to 365.25 days. So the pope’s people added an extra day of the year every fourth February to compensate for the discrepancy. Want to be even more accurate? Earth circles the Sun in exactly 365.242199 days. To make up for that discrepancy, Leap Year is skipped every three out of four century years not divisible by 400 . . . so 2000 was a leap year, but 1900, 1800, and 1700 weren’t.

Frankly, I think all of this is a scam.

We finally get an extra day and is it a holiday? No. Did businesses across the country count on us working 366 days this year? No. Funny, last year it was good enough that we worked 365 days, why isn’t it now? We’ve managed to scrimp and save time over the past 3 years, enough time to compile a whole day and we do we get to enjoy it? No.

So here I sit on a Friday, that should rightly be mine I might add, working. I mean honestly? For real? I had considered just taking the day off as PTO, but that’s what “the man” wants. He wants you to pay for what is rightly yours.

I’m thinking of organizing a walk out.

Yeah, a walk out will totally show them. Right around 4:58, they’ll never see that one coming. Yes, yes, totally sticking it to the man, one minute at a time. Before he knows it, I’ll have my day back and he’ll be none the wiser.

Now, if only I can find others to conspire with….

Jon has a very distinct ring tone on his cell phone. Every time it goes off, my head flashes back to commericals from days gone by.

I hope in some way by burdening you with these, I can get them out of my brain.

Enjoy (thanks Jon).

I love people who are willing to laugh at themselves.

Thanks Mike, you made my Saturday.

Some times Lou Dobbs speaks before he thinks. During the past week Hillary Clinton has been hitting Obama on the idea that all he does is makes is just pretty speeches, that you need more than just words, you need solutions. So Barack has been stumping using phrases like, “I have a dream”, just words, “All men are created equal” and what not; obviously indicating that some words are more than “just words”. Apparently Lou Dobbs didn’t get that memo when he berates Obama for not understanding the importance of those words. The absolute best is Candi’s face at the end of the clip. She is in total horror that Mr. Dobbs doesn’t get it.

Today is one of those days where I’m not sure how to feel.

Bleh.

Yeah, I think that’s the word.

No. No, I take that back. “Bleh” isn’t the word. That expresses too much emotion. Perhaps “meh”; that might be a better choice. It’s a careless indifference, like you’ve just taken all the wires in your brain labeled “feelings” and just unplugged them and all you’re left with is a dull throbbing in your skull. Not so painful that you want to take an aspirin, but something that you are constantly aware of.

Maybe it’s the weather. I mean honestly, what are you supposed to do with a day that is bright and sunny, and yet bitterly cold; then its snowing like a fiend, and then goes back to grey.

I’m having a grey day. Maybe I just need a hug…. Or nap. A nap might work. It’s been a long couple of weeks. This weekend was particularly long. With the exception of last night, I don’t think I was in bed before 12:30 (which is unusual for an old man like me) and of course I cannot sleep past 6:00. I’m not cranky yet, just more of a funk.

Stagnant? Maybe that’s it. I haven’t had a chance to accomplish much lately; just maintain. That could be it to. Sometimes I get so many ideas bounding around in my head, if I cannot get them out it starts to hurt.

I need to clean the den. Maybe it’s that notion of unconquered clutter that’s gnawing at me.

You know, on second thought, I’m good., its just another one of those mediocre melancholy Mondays. Carry on.