A Time to Pass
So long my friend, you've served me well. That my trusty alarm clock has been getting me up outta bed for the past dozen years or more... possibly quite more, to the tune of possibly 15 or maybe even 20 years... it is sad that it could not have lasted forever. That feat is probably best left to a Timex, for this was a Sony alarm clock.
The model was one of the early Dream Machine models and provided a bluish-white LED display housed in a white plastic cube with rounded corners, about 5" in dimension on each side. Its analog AM/FM radio used a wheel dial to tune in the stations, which lulled me to sleep with a choice of 10 minute increments up to an hour in duration. I also had the choice of waking to music or to a beeping chirp, and the option of extending my rest every 8 minutes by tapping the wide snooze bar on top.
A button has broken and can no longer allow me to set the alarm. No matter that the Dream Machine still valiantly displays the correct time and can be used as a clock/radio; I have other timepieces and music sources. This little dream served its purpose as an alarm clock.
Yeah, I know, it's nothing special like a Grecian urn... it's just a clock. Time to die.
The model was one of the early Dream Machine models and provided a bluish-white LED display housed in a white plastic cube with rounded corners, about 5" in dimension on each side. Its analog AM/FM radio used a wheel dial to tune in the stations, which lulled me to sleep with a choice of 10 minute increments up to an hour in duration. I also had the choice of waking to music or to a beeping chirp, and the option of extending my rest every 8 minutes by tapping the wide snooze bar on top.
A button has broken and can no longer allow me to set the alarm. No matter that the Dream Machine still valiantly displays the correct time and can be used as a clock/radio; I have other timepieces and music sources. This little dream served its purpose as an alarm clock.
Yeah, I know, it's nothing special like a Grecian urn... it's just a clock. Time to die.
Labels: clocks, Dream Machine, Sony, time
posted @ 3:02 PM
4 Comments:
Always sad to lose a trusty friend..
This morning the alarm went off... and I was alarmed! It is loud (no volume control, since it is not a radio), and the beeps are rapid-fire. But it cost me only $10, easy to set, and has a battery backup. I guess I'll just be thankful I didn't poop my pants.
LMAO
$10 is good. I need to get the kids their own clocks. Matthew wakes me up early every day to tell me what time it is. LOL
I have GOT to shove putty, or something, into the little grill to muffle the volume! This alarm clock must have been meant for waking the dead.
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