|Tempus is pretty damn Fugit|
Spring Forward this weekend, friends and neighbors! This is how it's gonna shake down:
Boom! It's like magic. They made an hour disappear, never to be recovered...until this coming Autumn, when it will be found in the glove compartment of a 1996 Nissan Altima owned by 17-year-old pizza delivery kid in St. Charles, MO, hidden by a box of rubbers and a Glock 9mm.
OK, I kinda got off track there. Sorry. As penance, this weekend will be trivia-free, cat-free, and maybe - just maybe - there'll be some poker content, finally.
Namaste, mah brothahs and sistahs. Oh, and one final piece of advice, especially if you're a salaried employee: come in to work an hour late Monday and blame the time change. Stick it to the man!