The Legend-News

Monday, 1999 November 1 : Volume 2, Number 43

All Hallows Eve
This issue is about six hours early. As I write this, the time is 4:23 P.M. CST, the sun is behind the hill, and the day is still Halloween. Onward...

Daylight's A-Wastin'
Once again, The Government of these United States of America is flexing its almighty regulatory power and causing millions of timepieces to be forceably reset, just because it thinks that it can mess with Mother Nature's time. Yeah, it's the semi-annual switch between "Standard Time" and "Daylight Saving Time", as if either term has any real meaning.

The use of the term "Standard Time" is a misnomer. How can it be "standard" when it's only used 42% of the time? Maybe we should consider changing the the name of "Daylight Saving Time" to "Standard Time", and change "Standard Time" to "Daylight Wasting Time"

And if we're "saving time", why don't we get it back with interest? We don't even get back all of the time we've saved! If Daylight Saving Time is in effect for 58% of the year, and Standard Time for 42%, then what happens to those hours that we saved during "saving time" and didn't get back during "standard time"? Is the government funneling them into some off-shore account? Are they giving them to daylight-poor Third World countries? I demand to know!

You Know You're A C.W. McCall Fan When...
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Surfin' With The Rubber Duck

Happy Birthday To Bill
Just a reminder: only two weeks until the anniversary of Bill Fries' birthday, which is 15 November. You can write to him at P.O. Box E, Ouray, CO 81427-0589; but anything sent to "C.W. McCall, Ouray, CO 81427" will find its way to Bill. He'll be 71 this year.

I'm sending a letter to Bill, and if you want to add your greetings to it, pass them on to me at I'll be posting the letter one week from Tuesday, on the 9th, so get your birthday wishes in soon.

Song A’ Th’ Week
Once upon time, when gold and silver were plentiful in the San Juan Mountains, many miners tunnelled deep into the ground to retrieve nuggets of those precious metals. Then one day, the ore wasn't as easy to find anymore, and the miners -- accustomed to easy pickin's -- moved away. Except for one man. He stayed in the Camp Bird Mine, continuing to search for more gold. And that, boys and girls, is the story of...

Camp Bird Mine

(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

From the album Rubber Duck