maybe we should just leave the clocks alone

okay, I got totally screwed by the time change last Sunday. I am not really a morning person, and I hate it when I have to get up early (this is where you think to yourselves "grow up"). Even worse is on Sunday mornings when I have to be at church a good 2 or 2.5 hours earlier than usual days. Still, I have worked things out so I am in bed sooner on Sunday nights. But this Sunday...oh this Sunday...I got nailed by the intergalactic law of changing the clock ahead FOR NO APARENT REASON!!!! Oh, I've heard the "reasons" we do this...but they aren't very good ones. Besides, not everything Benjamin Franklin thought of was a good idea (such as flying a kite in a thunderstorm). On to the story. I got home from church, got a little work done, talked with Adam about his trip to Boston, and was just about ready to settle into bed...AND, it was only 10:30. Losing that hour was going to be tolerable this year b/c I was going to be early. Just before I went to bed, Adam and I were doing a little preslumber, male-bonding, channel-clicking in the living room. When we stopped on the tv guide channel the words, "Best of the Best 2" were just short of calling our names. All of a sudden I was torn between wanting sleep and watching Brachus getting his crack kicked in by Tommy Lee. ARRRGGG! Life is full of difficult choices. But what's an hour, really? It would have been easy to slip off to bed after the fifth time George Forman shamelessly promoted Meineke's great line of breaks and mufflers, but...dun, dun, dun...THERE WERE NO COMMERCIALS. And the movie was uncut and uncencored (which I didn't realize until about half way through and James is yelling, "I'll knock your f****** head off!"). All the butt kicking, cleaverly placed swearing, and one liners any guy could ask for. Needless to say, my will power was no match for the persuasive power of a fully loaded Best of the Best 2. And that's when Adam and I realized that there aren't many good fighting movies anymore, unless you really like the Rock (I just can't take a man seriously when he fights either with elbow drops or 2x4s). Maybe the days of butt kicking have gone as stars like Jean Claude Van Dam and Chuck Norris have aged and started doing infomercials for the newest nordic trainer or weight machine that packs up nicely under your bed and only costs a deceiving 24.95 (in 85 payments). Does anyone remember Brandon Lee? He rocked!

Although watching that movie was great, my life has suffered the past two days because of sleep deprivation(sp).