Normally, I’d post something about how much I hate Daylight Savings Time. But, I’m just tooooo damn tired.

I noticed somewhere a couple days ago that the Brits went to “British Summer Time” last weekend. That answered a question I thought about two or three times in the last decade or two and didn’t exert the effort to find the answer. More evidence in support of the procrastinator’s favorite maxim, “All things come to those who wait.”

I get the Slashdot “News for Nerds – Stuff that Matters” Newsletter for exposure to the geek/nerd universe and what they’re talking about. This enables me to pretend I’m pretty much up to speed with the cutting edge of technology. Also, geeks love to pull the wool over the eyes of technophobes and Luddites, and I enjoy being able to keep a straight face and cast a knowing glance when contemporaries are taken in by a geek. Today, though, I was stumped. The newsletter contained a report about Wireless Electric Cords (WEC’s). A couple of things might be clues that it’s a put-on, but there aren’t enough clues for me to decide if this is for real or for suckers. Unfortunately, I have a whole lot of stuff to do today other than search for the answer. So, I consulted the ultimate purveyor of cutting edge technological gadgetry, Brookstone, and they don’t sell wireless extension cords, which pretty much proves there’s no such thing. I also consulted the ultimate source of electrical knowledge, and my son Stephen confirms it’s a joke, pointing out that clicking on the “add to cart” button resolves the question. Pretty good joke, though, especially with Slashdot promoting it.

Speaking of technology, this is pretty good: Strongbad on Technology.

I can’t believe the last post was before Christmas. I’ve posted a few articles at the other blog (Chappell Family Blog), but even those are becoming scarce. Thing is, it seems like time has fired up an afterburner, it’s whizzing by faster than I can keep track of. Every night I’m marvelling (stressing, to be honest) about how the day flew by and there’s almost the same amount of “not done yet” stuff as the night before. What’s up with that? Is it that I’m doing the same kind of stuff day in and day out, nothing new? I think it’s more than that. It really seems like the same kind of thing I did in an hour ten years ago is taking two or three hours now. Brain slowing down? Nah, that can’t be it. I’ve discussed this other people and they’re experiencing the same thing. My theory is that time as a dimension has shrunk. If somebody has a better theory, let me know.

Oh, yeah: Sometime in the future, check the Epicurean Blog. It’s new (just installed today) but after the owners get used to it they may be posting some good stuff.