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The time is… IL 68
At long last, our bedside clock radio gave up the ghost.
This el-cheapo gizmo has worked through thick and thin for nearly 25 years. I remember buying it after a previous clock radio got soaked from a rainstorm (rain blowing in the open window) back in 1990 shortly after Don and I were married. Over the years the alarm stopped working, then the radio stopped working, but as long as the time display worked, we didn’t care. (We set our own work hours so an alarm usually isn’t necessary.)
This little clock even worked after getting soaked from a massive squall that came through last summer, when the wind blew so hard through our bedroom window (accidentally left open) that it soaked the carpet six feet into the room.
But two days ago, at long last, the time display died. Suddenly we were getting such creative times as “F99″ or “IL 68.”
Okay, time for a new clock — especially after I unplugged it and this happened:
Don must have patched the cord together a decade or two ago and I’d forgotten. I guess he could patch it together again, but is it really worth it? We decided it was time for a new clock. No complains — we’ve gotten our money’s worth. A quarter-century is certainly a decent lifespan for electronics.
After a quick trip to the hardware store, Don came home with the cheapest version they had.
Seems to work just fine. As long as it tells me what time it is in the middle of the night (I have a tendency to get up at 2 am unless I can see otherwise), I don’t care if the alarm or radio functions work (which they do).
I guess paying $12 every twenty-five years or so isn’t bad.
Source: http://www.rural-revolution.com/2015/02/the-time-is-il-68.html
