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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 28 2006, 09:36 PM (321 Views) | |
Krushrpants
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Oct 28 2006, 09:36 PM Post #1 |
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Dont want anyone to show up an hour early for church tomorrow! |
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Dude2000
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Oct 28 2006, 09:45 PM Post #2 |
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DST is so stupid. It should be abolished. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| baabling | Oct 29 2006, 09:41 AM Post #3 |
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what!!?? it's such an amazing thing to wake up and know that you have an entire extra hour to do whatever the heck you feel like doing...or homework...time is everything in college XD |
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Dude2000
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Oct 29 2006, 02:54 PM Post #4 |
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Just think about the concept of DST. You are messing around with time and trying to consrve it. Like the day is going to change for you. It makes no sense. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| baabling | Oct 29 2006, 03:15 PM Post #5 |
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sometimes the extra hour can make all the difference whether you can get a paper done or not and for that, it's well worth the manipulation of time
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Oct 29 2006, 04:46 PM Post #6 |
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In case you haven't noticed, the days still are 24 hours long, they just shifted the times of every event an hour in one direction. |
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Dude2000
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Oct 29 2006, 05:17 PM Post #7 |
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I know, but why bother to shift it? |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| baabling | Oct 29 2006, 06:42 PM Post #8 |
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it's still an extra hour!!! XP |
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Dude2000
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Oct 29 2006, 09:05 PM Post #9 |
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No actually, it's not. It's still a 24 hour day. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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Krushrpants
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Oct 29 2006, 09:08 PM Post #10 |
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Actually, it would be 25 hours. It started at 12am, and ends at 12am, but it would have an extra hour. When DLST goes back on in the spring, we will have a 23 hour day.
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Dude2000
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Oct 29 2006, 09:09 PM Post #11 |
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.... No, just... no. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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Krushrpants
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Oct 29 2006, 09:09 PM Post #12 |
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Its because of farmers... it gives them more daylight to do stuff. |
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Krushrpants
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Oct 29 2006, 09:10 PM Post #13 |
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Well... I can prove it! I relived 1am this morning TWICE! [but at a different time] |
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Dude2000
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Oct 29 2006, 09:14 PM Post #14 |
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Let me expalin something to you. If you set back the clock, you don't set back the sun. It still comes out whenever. There is no need to set your clock back. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| jedi master bowser jr. | Oct 29 2006, 09:36 PM Post #15 |
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meh....who knows why we do it.Why did the chicken cross the road? |
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