The Living Daylights

 Last weekend was the end of daylight saving.  I think daylight savings days are secular moveable feasts that we should all celebrate more than we currently do.  It’s an amazing feat of time travel each time.  One part of the year, you get to journey forward into the future a whole hour, and the next, you get to relive a whole hour over again.  We should have parties where we wear giant clocks à la Public Enemy.

On a more practical level, the time-travel aspect of the end of daylight savings affords us a unique opportunity to create the Perfect Alibi.  Here’s how:

1) Make sure you’re with someone at 2am the night/morning that daylight savings ends.  
2) Make them notice the time that you’re together – such as "wow, it’s already 2.24am and I’m getting  pretty sleepy".  
3) By 3am, you have to get rid of that person – let them fall asleep or tell them you need to sleep and make them go home.  Not too much before 3am, but before they think to change the clocks.
4) At 3am, the clocks go back an hour – it’s 2am again!    This is your hour.  Go out and commit some kind of crime, like murder, but in a way that the crime is pinned down to that hour.   
5) Then when questioned by police, you can honestly say you were at home at 2:30am on the night of the murder, and you have an alibi to prove it.

I didn’t go out on Saturday night.  Instead I stayed up watching Rage with Jones and yelling at Lawrence Leung on the TV for his crappy pick of music videos (he was the guest host).  I pointed out that it was 2:55am and that I was going to bed.  He decided he was tired as well.  My plan was working perfectly.  

Then as we both lay down to sleep, it dawned on me that I hadn’t really thought it through properly and there was a fatal flaw in my plan.   PROTIP: make sure your intended murder victim and your Perfect Alibi aren’t the same person. 

Oh well, there’s always next year.   And hopefully it will fall just before Tomb Sweeping day again because… well… it just seems appropriate that way.