It's never hit me this hard before. We got home Monday night and I'm still having trouble making it to my normal bedtime (@ midnight) and sleeping past 7am. The first few days, I was fine because I was very busy and it was physical work (laundry, cleaning up the yard, vacuuming, dusting). But now I've moved onto more sedentary things like photo processing, trying to get my inbox under control and catching up on my rss feeds -- and it's like taking a sleeping pill!
So today, I'm going to take a more strategic approach to the problem and flip back and forth between yanking weeds in the yard and plowing through stuff on the computer (that is, at least until it starts to get too hot out there). Maybe that way I won't have a chance to get sleepy...
So, anyway, just a reminder that I'm not posting links to the blog anymore -- they're going to twitter these days -- if you're interested in following me around the bizarre warren that is the internet, check the side column here or sign up for my twitter feed. But just to provide the exception that proves the rule, here's a bonus link for the day:
The Annotated Conundrums... here's the word on this blog from the kids over at Old Jews Telling Jokes:
So today, I'm going to take a more strategic approach to the problem and flip back and forth between yanking weeds in the yard and plowing through stuff on the computer (that is, at least until it starts to get too hot out there). Maybe that way I won't have a chance to get sleepy...
So, anyway, just a reminder that I'm not posting links to the blog anymore -- they're going to twitter these days -- if you're interested in following me around the bizarre warren that is the internet, check the side column here or sign up for my twitter feed. But just to provide the exception that proves the rule, here's a bonus link for the day:
The Annotated Conundrums... here's the word on this blog from the kids over at Old Jews Telling Jokes:
Best thing I found on the Internet this week: some writers from The Daily Show found a hundred-year-old joke book and are going through it page by page, trying to find the meaning behind punchlines that are seriously outdated. It's like comedy archeology, and it's fascinating. You can find their work at The Annotated Conundrums. For example, there's this ancient witticism: "Q: When does one become soured? A: When he is in a pickle." Makes no sense, right? But apparently this was quite the knee-slapper back in 1902.
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I've found that jet lag and my reaction to it changes with age. The whole traveling-west-is-easier is no longer, while traveling east now seems to work fine.
Re links only on Twitter: I miss your explanation of why a link is worth clicking on. When you have them in a blog post, there's proper context. If you have the space on Twitter, consider using more words. :-)
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