RIP Alarmie (1994-2005)
I lost a close friend last week. Whilst setting Alarmie to wake me up for the three-thousandth time, he passed away, his main button valve finally giving out. He called himself the "Dream Machine," I thought he should have been called the "Interruptor of Dreams Machine," or the "Make Me Realize I Get Up Way Too Early to Go to Work Machine," or the "Starter of Hangovers Machine." But as that writing guy once said, surely thinking of Alarmie, "What's in a name?"
We've been together for over ten years now and boy the times we had. I'll never forget when Alarmie busted us out of that Thai prison. He killed a man to get us out of there and for that, I'll always be grateful. Rest in Peace Alarmie and may your snooze button never be abused again.
5 Comments:
Roger -Do you suspect foul play?
4:09 PM
I just retired the alarm clock my parents used to use before I was born. I'm 28. It still works but the reception has gone fuzzy.
It sounds like Alarmie was an honourable warrior. May he live on in your dreams.
11:42 PM
I was just at Hallmark.com. I can't believe they don't make a sympathy card for this sort of thing.
10:03 AM
NEO: Where's the motive? By my estimation, you people would be the only ones to gain from my perpetual sleep and lack of blogging . . . hey wait!
HDD: She says as her picture laughs mockingly.
EH: He may live on, so long as he doesn't wake me early.
Joe: Really? When will inanimate objects receive the same care and affection of animate objects?
8:15 PM
And hey, 2 new commenters in one post? I feel strangely popular and itchy (but I think that's unrelated). Looks like it's time to start fighting for my affection. Go! Just kidding. Thanks to everyone for coming and commenting! I'll do my best.
8:16 PM
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