Alarm Clock @ MindSay

To no one's surprise, I was wrong on two counts in that last blog.  One was the fact that my alarm clock was broken.  It is not, and will continue to serve me well into it's 10 anniversary of us being together.  Second, is that I am able to master the machine in a sleepy stupor.  Wrong, if I were legitimately able to do so, I would have noticed the alarm set to PM as opposed to AM and thus not going off.  Well, whatever.

I really haven't had much to talk about other than alarm clocks today?  What's that you say?  I never talk about anything of value anyways?  Touche. 

By the way, one of the things that I absolutely love is a poor text to speech program, where you can just type in whatever you like and the program spits it out for you in a garbled, mechanical voice that mispronounced every syllable.  I used to have a thing on my computer named Bonzi Buddy.  He was a purple monkey that was able to do this.  It was hilarious, to me anyways.  You used to have to spell words uber-phonetically just to get them said correctly.  Otherwise how would we know how much pee niss Joe likes?

Apparently my alarm clock is broken.  It hasn't gone off in two days, but I have luckily waken up on time regardless.  However, the horseshoe has to drop regardless, so the time has come for me to go out and get another one.  This is annoying, because for the last 9 years, maybe longer, I have used the same alarm clock.  I am absolutely in tune with getting up and manipulating the damn thing while not even be able to open my eyes yet.  Now I have to learn a new clock, and I don't want to.  Maybe I'll get one of those jazzy am/fm radios.  Who knows?

I just got home from a business trip this afternoon.  A bunch of us had to go up to Boston, and we all stayed at a lovely old hotel that has been renovated.  My room was small, but charming.  It had a view of an interior courtyard, which oversaw the beautiful HVAC equipment and looked at other windows.  But something about the room was off-putting.  Despite the super-soft bed you could get lost in, the beautiful chandelier in the center of the room, and the big marble tub.  I didn't feel comfortable being in there.  I have at times felt claustrophobic in hotel rooms and was wondering if I should ask to be switched to an exterior room.  But then I realized what the problem with the room was.  There was no clock in the room. 

I looked in the drawers, under things, called Shiny to let him know I was there OK and mentioned it to him.  I could pay $8.05 for a 1 liter of Evian or grab a bottle of Francis Ford Coppola wine out of the "refreshment center" but there was no alarm clock?  Would I have to call for a wake up call for my power nap?  What about my addiction to the snooze button?  If I wake up in the middle of the night and my cell phone is plugged in at the desk on the other side of the room, how will I know how much longer I have until I have to get up?  My company was paying good money for this room.  I called down to housekeeping and asked if I was supposed to have a clock in my room.  I was as a matter of fact, and they were really nice about it.  Roger brought one up - it was super fancy - iPod docking station, lots of fancy buttons and nice blue glow.  Roger wouldn't just hand it to me to plug in - he moved the bed to get to the plug, he made sure it was glowing at a level I was comfortable with, and even made sure the time was set correctly.  He put everything back nice and re-fluffed my pillows.  Once he left, the room and I looked around - it made a world of difference.  Who would of thought that something as simple as a clock could make such a huge difference in the warmth and comfort of a hotel room?  It did, and I slept well last night - at least until the sound of the service elevators beeping and whirring up and down on the other side of the wall woke me up...

my alarm clock/radio just randomly turned on by itself- and it won't turn off. i tried all the settings, pushing the snooze button, n it won't turn off. i had a squirt gun sitting on it that apparently leaked on it a little; is it possible that this somehow fried its circuits to turn it on by itself n break the off swtich so it doesn't turn off? (not that i don't like hearing songs on the radio that i've played on Guitar Hero, hehe) the only other thing i can think of is maybe it triggered the alarm n it will shut itself off automatically after an  hour. i don't know shit about electronics really besides turning them on, off, and setting alarms, so if u think u have an idea of why its doing this, please reply! (n i will repeat- i want a reasonable scientific explanation for this! no ghosts or that crap! lol)

This is a late Christmas wish list.  Actually it's just my list of things I need to get myself. 

1)  An alarm clock that gradually wakes with a gentle alarm at first.   Right now, I use 3 alarms to wake me up in the morning.  No matter how much sleep I've had the night before, alarms don't work on me. :(   I need the smell of some nice breakfast cooking (by someone besides me) or some cold water splashed on me.  

2)  Some pretty new bras and underwear.

3)  Pepto bismol.

4)  A voice recorder that can upload onto the computer.   Okay, not an essential but definitely would be cool to have.  This may be silly but I have so many phone and answering machine messages that are so crazy I would love to archive em.   And I still have to give you guys a sound byte of my evil supervisor.  (she's not so evil to me anymore though.  some weird mutual respect happened when I wasn't looking.  but still, it's no party. ). 

5)  An organizer for my desk.  for the important papers. 
    
6)  A 2007 Calendar

7)  Black shoes.  Some people think I have plenty of shoes but half of the shoes I own are painful to wear or have bit the dust.  why do I have to justify why I need new shoes.....  because I always have to it seems. hehehe.  Do you sense any guilt here?  Well I haven't bought new shoes in ages so.....oh stop it.  get off my back. 

8)  Printer ink. 

9)  Decent envelope opener. 

10)  Music Downloads. 


For all this, I will donate the stuff I don't use/wear to good will so there's more going out of than into this small room.