Dear Son, scroll down for audio with video
Wow - that clock you gave me really kicked into high gear today as I was treated to a twelve minute rendition of the Clock's own composition, complete with tones unknown to human ear - and which sent cats scattering in all directions.
This had been a great gift and had lovely Winchester chimes - but then some sort of Schoenberg's personality kicked in and Herr Clock decided that musical renditions should be played at - oh let's say: 11:13 AM . . 11:27 AM . . 11:31 AM . . . 1:57 AM . . . 12:09 PM . . . um hum . .
Today I experienced the joy of 6AM thanks to the posessed clock and I wanted to share this delight with you. It's inconvenient that you're in some undisclosed location, thus unreachable via phone.
Pass on my thanks to the Pentagon for basing you in Europe where you have access to opportunities to shop for evil sophisticated technology we'd not have been able to find stateside - and of course also to jaunts to jobsites in 120 degree heat etc. an entire month of Octoberfest starting in September, indoor ski slopes and Formula One races.
Can't wait for you to visit with Herr Clock when you're next here. I'm thinking a nice dark spot in a soundproof room would be a good place for him to wait to be debriefed.
Musically, creatively and sleepily yours,
mom





That's hilarious! I'm still laughing! lol
Posted by: beth | 06/13/2006 at 10:44 PM
Nice!
You should post that here:
http://benthack.blogspot.com/
:)
Posted by: Mark B. | 06/13/2006 at 02:11 PM