Sun's out, fun's out

And so once again we find ourselves in the great national debate that pits red and blue together against sun and dark.  It doesn't matter where you come down on the political sphere; you either really like Daylight Savings Time (which began yesterday, in case you were late for work today) and lasts until November, or you really don't.

Sure, Saturday night/Sunday morning went by an hour faster than normal, but look at all the extra sunshine we'll have in the evenings if it stops raining!

The whole thing started in 1918 when Congress issued the Standard Time Act, which was supposed to save fuel during World War I. Since then, it seems like another world war every spring, every fall, when the debate sparks up again. 

It all reminds me of the guy whose shoulders and head are chilly because his blanket isn't long enough, so he cuts 12" off the bottom and sews that swatch on at the top.  There aren't but 24 hours in a day, no matter how you juggle them around. You could cancel 2-3 AM and put that hour later in the afternoon to make dinnertime longer, but then you'd just wind up arguing about whether the evening meal is "dinner" or "supper."

Nobody asked me, but I'm not a fan of sunlight or heat or humidity or sunstroke or perspiration or anything summerish at all except baseball, hot dogs and cold beer...no matter what time it is.  My idea is to take all of August and put it in December to keep it cooler.