Fall back, Spring forward.
Except in these parts. At some point in time, some miserable SOBs decided that this part of this state would not pay any attention to the sort of clock-changing game that many others play.
This creates havoc with both sets of our in-laws, of course, and they can't seem to remember if we are now on the same time as them (yes, we are now), or if we are an hour behind (not until spring.) The fun part is they will attempt to bracket their normal calling times; one week they will call earlier, and then a couple weeks later, they will call later. But not in any systematic way.
As a personal form of protest about this madness, I put up three new clocks in the kitchen today. Details will follow, as I have to dive back into my backlog of deadlines and projects.
11:32:07 PM 
Sunday, October 27, 2002
