Hangover

I woke yesterday morning after a very fitful night's sleep. As I lay awake just before the alarm was set to go off, it dawned on me that I've not slept well all week and most likely a result of the recent change to Daylight Savings Time.

Were I an ambitious author of fiction, such might motivate me to try my hand at a 21st century updating of Dante. In my particularly quirky vision of Hell, there would be a special place for the men who felt compelled to make DST the law of the land. Their punishment would be only slightly less grievous than that meted out to the inventor of those plastic produce bags at the grocery store that you can never open...