Yay (on balance)! Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow.

The bad news: everybody has a screwed-up schedule for the next week or so, or possibly six months (some people just can’t handle the circadian shift). The good news: this makes it easier to sync up lair raids in my MMO (Secret World Legends). The AUS/NZ folks will be ending their DST in April, so starting tomorrow the USA morning players will be interacting with the Aussie and Kiwi nighttime players an hour earlier from the latter’s point of view. It gets more pronounced (and convenient) when the EUR players activate their own DST at the end of the month, allowing for a sweet spot for morning USA / early afternoon EUR / prime time evening AUS/NZ play.

Continue reading Yay (on balance)! Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow.

Reminder: Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow.

You may use this thread to complain about Daylight Savings Time. I must note, however: having it makes my commute to and from my RPG sessions much easier. I don’t like driving in the dark. Whether it’s worth messing up a sizable fraction of the planetary population’s circadian rhythms for a week is, of course, another topic for discussion entirely.

Oh, great. Daylight Savings Time tomorrow.

Normally I don’t mind it, but then: normally…


Sorry. Let me not whine, just this once.  Remember to set your clocks forward, folks: Daylight Savings Time starts tomorrow.  And, hey: maybe I’ll be able to sleep until 7 AM for a few more weeks now. I’ve noticed that the sun is waking me up earlier, the last few days.  So that’s something, at least.

Tomorrow is Daylight Savings Time.

Why not say it with flowers?

If you’re wondering why I linked to that, two words: nightmare fuel. Take a look:


That’s NOT the vendor name you’ll find on the actual product page, mind you. Fancy that.

Partial solar eclipse tomorrow on the East Coast.

As Ace of Spades HQ notes, get up early: it’ll be happening just at sunrise.  Complicating matters is, of course, Daily Savings Time ends tonight; which means an extra hour to sleep in / an absurd tradition that makes no sense / embrace the healing power of ‘and,’ depending on who you ask.  At least it’s supposed to be clear skies, where I am…