The story of birdie-num

In response to the many questions about the name of my blog - where in the world did I come up with it????
The sad part is that this story is rather lame.
Our old computer had all these sounds you could set to go off when you had finished printing. Most of them where pretty normal, raindrop etc - you get the idea.
There where three sounds, however, which where really quite strange.
"Wild eep", "birdie num-num", and "Don't touch".
I can explain no more than that. If you want to know what they sound like then ask me next time you see me - and make sure you slip in a couple of $100 bills.
So how did I get birdie-num with only the one "num"? Can you believe somebody already had that as the name for their blog? So if you thought I was weird guess again! All the kids are doing it! As a result I am reduced to the status of one "num" and one only.
There just aren't enough "nums" to go 'round you see.
Question; why do we have daylight savings?
I am a big fan and, although I am quite tired, am still enjoying the extra light. But it was pointed out to me that there doesn't seem to be a real reason for having it.
Does anyone know why we do it? Is it just for fun?
This question is starting to eat away at me. (It's good to see that I'm interested in the highly important, life enriching information isn't it?)

My Joy

This will be short and simple. Just a short thought for a friend going through a rough time.
(As always mysteriously happens with my thoughts, they seem to come out in rhyme, forgive me please!)

My Joy

It is my joy,
This path to tread,
Through highest delight and deepest dread.
It is my crown,
This sorrow stained life,
A fragrant aroma of sacrifice.
Not for riches do I seek,
Not with my own strength,
For I am weak.
The glory stays with God on high,
Who sent His only Son to die.

The little musician writes back

After many troubles trying to start this thing up (darn and dash all this modern technology that doesn't work!) here it is at last!
The following is what would have been written that fateful Saturday night had the stupid thing worked the first time!

"So what do you do on a Saturday night while everyone is out and you're the only person home?
Start a blog. Yes folks, that is right! I vowed it would never happen but here I sit at the computer typing away. Music blaring out of the stereo, trying to cover up the odd noises that you only seem to notice when you're alone at home......
The only problem with starting blogs is that - like those tattoos you mysteriously seem get on crazy nights out with friends - you are stuck with them for the rest of your natural life (insert evil laugh here..mwahahaha......mwa)"