Denny Uses Color, I Don’t, Cause I Don’t Know How
He controls time too. Betcha didn’t know that
A friend and I were discussing Daylight Saving Time this morning and trying to figure out when that shit was happening. I did a search online and found , loaded with just about any information one would need to know about this time change that I never did understand… but the most interesting piece of information was this:
“Date change in 2007
On August 8, 2005, President George W. Bush signed the Energy Policy Act of 2005. This Act changed the time change dates for Daylight Saving Time in the U.S. Beginning in 2007, DST will begin on the second Sunday of March and end the first Sunday of November. The Secretary of Energy will report the impact of this change to Congress. Congress retains the right to revert the Daylight Saving Time back to the 2005 time schedule once the Department of Energy study is complete.”
I don’t understand how this could effect energy at all. Can anyone explain this to us?
How to Handle the Competition
A Medina gas station owner pissed about his competitors’ low prices has been vandalizing their businesses. His tactics included glue in credit card slots, deer repellent on pumps (the deer demographic can make or break a gas station), and beer bottles (I hope they were empty) through windows.
More Like, Learn and Burn!!
Ohhhhhhh! Disssssssssssssss! Ok, sorry. So we told you about the proposal to add slot machines to Ohio in order to raise money for education and other sweet things, well now columnist Sam Fulwood is pointing out why this might not be such an easy, negative consequence free idea. Guy even goes so far as trash talk Detroit, a city that added slot machines and is still worse off than Cleveland. Next time I am in Tower City, I am going to give a dirty look to anyone I see going into that Learn and Earn place.
C-Town Gets Some Love From The Thermals
In a recent Pitchfork interview The Thermals name-dropped Cleveland as a great place to play. Here’s , but listen don’t go into reading this thinking they are going to gush over Coventry, or describe the flavor of a Great Lakes beer, or talk about the outfit you were wearing the last time you saw them, cause they don’t. Shit is just one line, you big headed jerks.
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