This picture was taken this morning.
I don’t know my neighbors, or why this is still happening. They seem friendly enough, in their own furtive way. They used to have this little yappy dog that screamed all day and night until they freebased it, or God knows what. I’m not judging, except yes I am.
I just thought this could serve as a handy reminder that Daylight Saving Time begins this weekend! Now we’ll have even more sunshine in which to view all that blackened, frozen-solid snow lying around. And yes, I think it’s too early: DST isn’t a birthright; it’s earned!
Back in the 70s, there was this thing called the Energy Crisis, where the Planet Earth ran completely out of fuel. (And then they found some more, or something.) Then, as now, the DST People pushed this once-joyous day all the way back to the dead of winter. Thing is, all these schoolkids in Florida kept getting hit by their short buses in the dark, so they had to change it back. I sense this latest stroke of legislative genius will also turn out to have been a temporary thing, after some necessary herd-thinning.
But until then, be sure to set your clocks ahead this weekend! To Not Christmas.