dst raze it's hard enough for me to keep a handle on time as it is. this antiquated insistence on moving what won't be moved doesn't help. and losing an hour doesn't save anything. the numbers that tell me how little of the day i have left to do what i need to get done might have changed their clothes, but the tendons tensing in their tired necks don't look any different. 220313 what's it to you? who go blather from