Back in March, I voiced my disdain (March 12 edition) about the most evil day of the year: the day which begins Daylight Saving Time.
I spoke about the trouble that my internal clock had to reset from Standard Time to “The Devil’s Time” because I could not seem to catch up on sleep -- for days feeling sluggish, grouchy, overwhelmingly tired and not the least tolerant of any human being who crossed …