My mother noted more than once that the month of March had a reputation for being "pazzo", or crazy. One day nice the next horrible. We are now in the horrible days of March when hopefully forgotten winter memories return with a vengeance, It's been sweet having a few beautiful days but it was just a tease. It's cold again. Oh, and by the way, we are now involved in a third war, live in a nation with no coherent energy policy, and have fools like Donald Trump and Michele Bachmann thinking of running for president. Pazzo!!!!!