No Wonder Our Backs Hurt -- If We're Not Busy Springing Forward We're Busy Falling Back

Well, it's that time of year again.  No, not Halloween or Thanksgiving or World Series games that last 'til midnight.  I'm talking about that other American institution called Daylight Savings Time. Yes, it's time time to turn the clocks forward, or wait ----isn't it back this time?  The gg gets confused.  So far, though, I've only been an hour early to two events.  And eating dinner in what seems like the middle of the afternoon isn't really all that bad. But still, the gg doesn't like it.  And if you've seen the gg's  other posting today, you'll notice that Daylight Savings Time (DST) was No 5 on my Top 10 List of Annoyances and Irritants.

Some of the readers have asked that I re-post my Posting from March 15, 2010 on this subject.  Rather than do that, I'll just ask that you look at the Archive column on the right side of this Post and click on 2010 to find the 2010 posting.  That way, the gg can use this Posting for the following poem I have written for this occasion:

         At my door I thought I heard a knock
         Just a dream, said my wife; go to sleep
         But there it goes again, followed by a voice deep:
         "We're the Feds come to change your clock!"

         They want us to change the time, to "fall back;"
         To pretend it's three when it's really four;
         Maybe it's time we finally take the ball back
         And say we won't take this any more.

         But at morn, dutifully I will let them in I know
         To change the clock time and date;
         Then it's off to work I go;
         I wonder, will I be early or late?

         I wonder if there's a DST in heaven
         And if so, there, is it six or seven?

DST Brain Teaser:  Assume you are in Anchorage, Alaska the day before DST goes into effect and you are flying to New York City to arrive that evening.  What will you need to do to your watch that evening before you turn in?

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