Stupor Tuesday

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It is the first Tuesday in November!  And you know what that means!

That’s right!  It means it is only two weeks and two days until Thanksgiving.

As Tuesdays go, today was pretty nice.

The time change this past Sunday morning is still wreaking havoc with my internal clock.   For the past two days I have awakened before the alarm clock went off.  Keep in mind that I am a man who can sleep through three consecutive alarms going off, a cat standing on my head and kneading my forehead, the smell of coffee brewing downstairs, and neighbors stirring up the winds of war with jet-engine powered leaf blowers.

So my waking up before the alarm has gone of is … well … alarming.

My behavior the past two days has been even stranger than me just waking up before the alarm clock.  I have actually gotten out of bed and began moving about and speaking coherently before my usual wake-up time.

This is very strange behavior for me and it has several people worried that I may have been kidnapped and replaced with a doppelganger.  Unfortunately, this is a very hard thing to disprove.  In fact, the more you try to disprove it, the more you convince everyone that you are, in fact, not who you say you are.

Trying to prove that you are yourself is very much akin to trying to prove a negative.  Or even trying to prove a double negative.

And when you get right down to it, I’m not even sure that I am who I say I am.  If I were who I say I am, I am pretty sure I would be a much better writer than this post would suggest.

Anyway, if anyone finds me wandering about somewhere, please buy me a bus ticket back to Dallas and make sure I get on the right bus.

There’s no reward for my return, but you can feel good about getting another vagabond writer off of the streets.


  1. I often wonder about all those folks, and there’s a lot of them, that act like changing between DST and standard time is one of the worlds great evils. Have they never had sleep disturbed by stress, early commitments, or late nights? How would they handle actual jet lag? Probably not with the humor that you’ve found.

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    • Thanks, Dave! And you’re right … DST is a relatively mild inconvenience in the grand scheme of things. I think it speaks to our generally strife-free existence in this modern age that we like to take minor annoyances and exaggerate them to tragedy status.

      As regards to jet lag, I’ve found that going to my destination is no problem because I’m usually hopped up on adrenaline and excitement. It’s coming back home and having to go back to work that jet lag is at its worst. There’s no adrenaline to negate the effects.

      As you pointed out, it’s best to have a sense of humor about the whole thing for, at the end of the day, there’s really nothing we can do about it.

      Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

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  2. You will never be lost. Alexis will find you with her color-coded notebook and steel-jawed determination. You’re in good hands, my friend. At the end of the day there will even be bit of amber liquid in a crystal glass, if Alistair has anything to say about it.

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    • I agree, Bryntin. I usually use them sparingly, but I found a bunch of two-dollar words a a garage sale for 25 cents apiece, so I am using them much more casually than I normally would. I hope I have enough of them left to get them through Friday!

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