Monday, March 09, 2009

DST: Bah, Humbug!

"Every morning, in your first view of the day,
you have the choice to say,

'Good morning, God' or 'Good God, morning.' "

--Dr. Wayne Dyer

Here we are, once again, our body clocks constipated by the twice-a-year conversion from the natural circadian rhythms to the un-natural dictates of government, proclaiming the sun will set an hour later today in order to save you energy and light in which to finish the day’s work.

It is a farcical notion , because in the quest for “saving daylight” and energy and being more austere in our expenditures of both, we find we are ourselves spent before the day is out, and whatever momentum we might have achieved is dampened and absorbed by the effort.

What a strange weekend at The Clanton Hacienda, where we were burgled on Thursday, spent Friday taking care of all those loose ends, and then on Saturday the Family Conestoga was vandalized.

Ever try to buy a set of tires on Saturday night—without the vehicle around?

Kudos to our neighbor, A.J., for lending assistance – that’s what neighborhoods are for:
People helping people in life.

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