Episode 7: Happy Daylight Savings!  — Becoming Super Rog!

March 1, 2025

Prepare to save — or spend?

Coming Soon To A Clock Near You: Savings!

What will YOU do with all your Saved Daylight?

Since we’re still frozen here in New Hampshire (only 4 more months of winter to go!), I’m going to be thrifty and save my daylight savings.

Just like investing all my disposable income in bass fishing gear to store in my office/fishing cave, it just makes sense. They say, “You can’t take it with you,” which is absolutely true about all the crap – er, I mean highly valuable materials I don’t necessarily buy on a whim then never use – hung on pegs, stored in plastic boxes (purchased expressly for the occasion), stuffed in drawers, and so forth. (Partial photo below.)

After all, “If you know how many fishing rods you own, it’s not enough.” Or so they say.

Of course “they” say lots of crazy things too, like, “Stop wasting money,” and “Stop wasting time,” but the key is to ignore whatever “they” say you don’t like and listen only to what you do – that’s science. Not what you “do” such as hauling your kayak onto your trailer, hauling both behind your Hyundai Tucson to the same fishing holes over and over again, backing into the water to launch – and later unlaunch – your kayak, stopping at stores to and from fishing spots to load up with snacks that may or may not be “doctor approved,” eating those snacks, and so forth.

UPDATE: In the dead of night, under cover of darkness, all my clocks shift from 2 AM back to 1 AM. Sneaky, right? That smells fishy to me. And not GOOD fishy – like rods, reels, hooks, baits, lures, sinkers, kayaks, electric motors, fish finders, trailers, gas-powered tow vehicles, and delicious snacks.

Maybe I can invest my saved daylight halfway through winter – which hopefully arrives soon.

How will YOU invest YOUR daylight savings?

You Call That Progress?

A New Chapter

Not a new “Chapter” in my never-ending story (gosh, it’s been more than a year and I still don’t have a book) of Becoming Super Rog.

Think: A New Direction. A New Notion. A New Hope.

Think: Hard.

Think: Cold.

Think: Cash.

Since no one is offering me money to kayak bass fish while supposedly thinking about writing (hey, they say, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” though 1) they should say, “All work and no joy makes Jack a dull boy” – for the rhyme, and B) my name’s not Jack, I don’t know Jack [people tell me all the time, “You don’t know Jack!” – and I don’t], and Jack must be very dull indeed since I’ve only heard his name and never seen him or any of his alleged work product), obviously I need a new strategy.

Winning.

Writer’s Digest’s 2025 Annual Writing Competition: I’m entering the contest.

To make money, I must spend money (as they say).

That’s just common sense; WD’s Annual Writing Competition requires fees.

To come out ahead, all I need to do is win.

That’s logic.

Should I slip back into my “allnighter” system of writing (this would make sense if you read my previous email), I’ve got saved daylight.

At this moment (well, not this very moment – who knows what I’ll be doing by the time you get around to reading this), I’m working on an essay entitled, “Vhat I Vhant” – based on my true-ish experiences taking my FREE Army physical during the Vietnam conflict after I was declared “Dispensible.”

Oh! You vhant? 

Send me an email with: “I Vhant Vhat YOU Vhant!” in the subject line (or, for the grammatically correct, “Please send me your essay”). I’ll happily provide a copy to that piece (I vhon’t say “masterpiece” until I’ve vhon the contest – that’s how realistic and modest I am).

Meanwhile, in the spirit of rhymes, I share with you 20+ year old ditty re the same theme:

When Vietnam

Was not a war,

And killing boys like me.

I took

The Army Physical

‘Cause it was offered free.

3 paid meals,

A day off work,

The night in Albany.

Happy Daylight Savings!