I feel that I’m getting too wrapped up in SPT and wish to sit back and enjoy whatever time I can make for myself. Some “me” time. This is all related to that funk I had earlier this last week. I’m over it. I’ve made up my mind to scale back my activities a bit on the site and work with what I’m comfortable with. Consider it “streamlining.” Let’s just call it shorter. Basically and in a nutshell, Brew Reviews will be spaced out more and the Slinks will be shorter. All of the rest will remain relatively the same.
Last week’s Sudden Poll revealed more about the readership. Looks like you’re all a bunch of hard working stiffs who are coping right along with the rest of the country. We make our lunches at home and eat them at work. Alas, 3 folks skip lunch and one guy, could be the Saran Wrap guy, steals his lunch.
Daylight Saving Time is upon us once again. There’s just enough of an interval between clock changes that you forget how it went the last time. And what genius decided to have this time event occur at 2 a.m.? Some politicians in California want to do away with it altogether. But what about the rest of the world?
Pronouncing it Daylight Saving’s Time is incorrect. It’s Daylight Saving Time. Remember that. Correct everyone you talk to who pronounces it wrong. Become their hero. Just remember to move every stinkin’ clock in your house ahead by an hour tonight . And don’t forget the clock on your dashboard.
We’re in store for a last minute delivery of snow later this weekend. Could be as little as an inch or as much as 4”. Ah, the joy of the Illinois flatland. At least it’ll postpone the mass cricket hatching in the summer. Mosquitoes are unpredictable and should be genocided (if that’s a word.)
This weekend we are in a time of turmoil. I need more time to myself and we have DST. With all of this time shit going on, it’s still a great time to be alive.
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