Thursday, September 21, 2006

Time until competition: infinite?

How do you know when it's time to get a new watch? For starters, it is Thursday, not Newday. It is also not 1995 anymore. It is not 5:05 pm, and it is not January 91st.

This watch... it has seen so much. It has been caught on the Spider so many times, been through the harsh Ithaca winters spent testing in parking lots, and been through the sand and sun of the desert. Its springs are broken, its band held together by duct tape and masking tape hastily applied in an airplane hangar. It doesn't beep, except to repeatedly ring in the new year of 1995. When you press the button to light up the screen, all the numbers disappear. It formerly stored phone numbers and kept appointments, but now it just reminds me that my grandma's phone number has several E's, two hyphens, and a P in it. It will forever remind me to set my VCR to record a TV program last January.

Ahh, the memories *sniffle*...

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