It’s time for my annual I-hate-daylight-savings post or, more accurately, my I-hate-the-lack-of-daylight-savings-in-the-winter-months post. It’s not that I don’t enjoy stumbling around in the dark at 5:30pm, shivering like a chihuahua as I try to transport containers of wild animal feed around the yard so the area deer, cats, and two opossums named Scooter and Moped will not go hungry, or maybe that’s exactly it, I’m not certain. Or perhaps more likely, it’s Daylight Saving’s cavalier attitude toward the winter months. That’s fine, go ahead and keep thinking you are too good to be saving daylight in the winter and I will continue stumbling over Scooter and Moped, but so help me if I stumble over a skunk I will drive to wherever you are and punch you straight in the neck.
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