My genius is globally understood.

I'm known to have my struggles with Daylight savings time. I won't tell the story again here of the brick through the windshield, but if you know it, you know it. Frankly, I think it's normal to struggle with this. They are CHANGING TIME for goodness sake. Moving time! If that was possible or fair, wouldn't we all do that all the time? Time is not supposed to jump around. If there's anything I've learned from bad sci fi movies, it's that time travel is not possible.

Nonetheless, I knew this weekend was the change for Daylight savings time. Saturday night I dutifully chanted "Spring forward, Fall back" while I went through 301, chaing my clocks from Midnight to 1 AM. Alarm clock, kitchen clock, cell phone, etc.

Today I got to Team Box practice at 12:30. No one was there. I was early. Two hours early. That's right. I went the wrong way. Since they are getting ready for autum here, I should have fallen back from midnight to 11 PM. Instead, I sprung forward, so I was two hours off for practice today. Go me.

Signing off now, your faithful (ever confused) Courtneyspondent.