Springing Forward

For some reason, I am overly excited -- and have been anticipating with glee for weeks -- springing forward. Perhaps it's because this winter has been an unforgiving dominatrix. Not a day over 30 in January? Filthy and unacceptable. Foot after foot of snow? Not cool, figuratively. Saturday Night Live? Terrible. Anyway, don't forget to set your clocks forward and change the batteries in your vibrator or whatever.