Daylight Savings Time?

So, daylight savings time is a pretty stupid thing if you ask me....we turn the clock ahead so that in the fall we can just turn it back.  Why not just leave it alone.  Only half the world acknowledges this.
Anyways...I was starting to hint at some of my life story earlier.  I had stated that I was raised in the church but decided to walk a path of my own choosing.  I think that my 16th birthday was probably the first thing that I can remember as making a "choice" to do something that I knew not to do.  On my 16thy birthday I went to a near by convenient store and attempted to purchase cigarettes.  Much to my surprise, they sold them to me.  At this point I have to let you know again that I am 33.  And at 33 I don't look my age, I look younger.  So you can imagine me at the age of 16 when I actually looked like I was 12.
But this was a defining moment of me making poor choices.  This wasn't actually the first predicament that i found myself in.  There was a time when I was about 8 or 9 when a friend of my younger sister was having a birthday sleepover.  I was aloud to be there...I don't remember why, but I was.  Anyways, the mother of this girl had a drunken hillbilly of a boyfriend...if I was to guess, I would say that he was just released from prison.  I remember him playing a guitar and making up songs which included me and cuss words and tons of other off color subjects that a child of that age should not be hearing about.  I remember knowing that what he was saying was not right and offensive and at some point I found it in myself to spit on his face.  How tough was I?  I then remember him grabbing me by my shirt and pulling me in roughly telling me to wipe it off his face.  After that he threw me aside.  The whole birthday party spent the rest of the night keeping me hidden from this foul beast of man. I can still make out his face.  Like a haunting vision.  I never really spoke of this memory until this moment.  Funny how things come to mind after so many years.
    I did seem to find my self in rather odd circumstances growing up.  This was the first of many interesting scenarios that are yet to come in later blogs.
Maybe I am getting off topic.  I tend to do that so hopefully you can keep up with me.