The time is out of joint, O cursed spite . . .

[jhetley]

Time for my twice-yearly rant about Daylight Saving Time and the removal thereof.  Consider it said.  Typed.  Whatever.

Anyway, I could see my jeans and sweater when I got up and dressed this morning, 6:30 plus/minus, so that part's okay.  But when the sun sets before 4:30 this afternoon . . .

Hey, if we secede and join Canada, we can go on Atlantic Time.  'Vantage number three, 'satiable Elephant's Child.

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[pernishus.livejournal.com]

Hey, if we secede and join Canada, we can go on Atlantic Time. 'Vantage number three, 'satiable Elephant's Child.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, monsieur Hetley," tsk-tsks Pernicious the Musquodoboit Harbour Farm Cat's faithful amanuensis and general factotum. "You have neglected to take into account the venerable precedent of Newfoundland... as a precondition to your admittance to the Confederation, and as penance for your various malfeasances and high misdemeanours since we last had control of your governmental apparatus (and a sincere thank you, by the way, for that 1812-14 series of customs duties contributions to Lord Dalhousie's Castine Fund, which in part pays my salary to this very day), we shall require that your time be set one-half hour earlier than New Brunswick's..."

[jhetley.livejournal.com]

No deal. Half hour later, we might take it.