It’s really getting darker every morning and every night when I come home from work.  I hate that. I don’t want to set my clock back.  I PROTEST!  I want it to be light out until latest moment possible all year!  I have been extra cautious since my assault and robbery a few weeks ago at the grocery store. 

So just to be prepared, I had a couple of cans of Whoop Ass sitting out on the counter to remind me to take them with me for my dim walk to and from the train, but when I moved them to wash the dishes tonight, I accidentally knocked them on the floor and they opened up on me. I'm a hurtin' unit.