Now that is a work of art.
I don't even know where to begin with that obituary: his signature bacon and tomato sandwich, teaching his daughters how to select a quality hammer, or his irrational fear that his family would throw him a golf-themed funeral.
That was amazing. Also, now that you mention it, it completely makes sense that Daylight Saving's Time is the Devil's Time.
You know that Darrow quote about reading some obituaries with great satisfaction? This isn't what he meant, but I certainly found great satisfaction in it.Also, if Ron Swanson and Leslie Knope had a kid, it would clearly be Harry Stamps.
"Many years later he purchased a used pop-up camper for his family to travel in style, which spoiled his daughters for life."Even the best of us will spoil our daughters.Read more here: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/sunherald/obituary.aspx?n=harry-stamps&pid=163538353&fhid=4025#fbLoggedOut#sto
I should be so lucky as to have someone write me an obituary like that when I'm gone. (Minus the bacon, of course.)
Counterpoint: I do not want to know the person who hates Daylight Saving Time.
And, in this case at least, it is safe to say that you won't.
I don't hate Daylight or Standard; I just hate the transitions between the two.
I love falling forward, and hate springing back.
I strongly dislike Daylight Savings Time. Or, more accurately, I hate it when politicians and journalists sloppily refer to the act of arbitrarily changing the hours on a clock as "saving" or "gaining" daylight. We're not saving or gaining anything, just moving things around.
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