Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Snoozing

I am a chronic snooze junkie. When I was like 14, I decided that people who used the snooze button were of a very weak self-discipline. I never once used the snooze. I started having trouble getting myself out of bed, but still refused to use the snooze. I would turn the alarm off and go back to sleep, then be late, thinking that was somehow better than using the snooze. I started putting the clock under the bed, which worked until one morning I woke up under the bed. At that point I started putting it across the room. I gave up when I started running across the room, turning it off, then leaping back into bed. Now I use the snooze, but I'm embarrassed to say how long I hit it in the morning. Here's one possible remedy:

http://www.art-and-home.net/servlet/the-4696/Flying-Helicopter-Alarm-Clock/Detail

And another:

http://www.nandahome.com/products/clocky/index.php?color=raspberry

I kinda wanna get one of these just for the geek factor.

2 comments:

Scribbler said...

How about one that jumps on you and licks your face? That would be harder to ignore than one that jumps on the floor and runs away.

Gene and Amy Stauffer said...

Are you volunteering?

I'm not sure which would be worse, that or you yelling up the steps. That was always pretty hard to ignore. Especially since the only way to hit the off button was to shuffle down the steps.

"PRIDE GOES BEFORE DESTRUCTION" AND IN OUR MODERN ERA, PRIDE AMONG THE NATURAL SCIENCES HAS TAKEN THE FORM OF OVERESTIMATING OUR KNOWLEDGE, OF ARROGATING FOR SCIENCE A KIND OF OMNISCIENCE THE WE DO NOT IN FACT HAVE. OR, TO REFINE IT A BIT: "PLAYING GOD" MEANS WE CONFUSE THE KNOWLEDGE WE DO HAVE WITH THE WISDOM TO KNOW HOW TO USE IT.