Friday, February 19, 2010

Personal History

Today is a big day…ok not really. I’ll go with a noteworthy memory. According to the manufacturer’s specs, the weather, the time, activity levels, etc, an event that began about 6 months ago should be soon drawing to a tragic close. I’m speaking of course about the day I lost my watch after without any sort of provocation, being violently launched over the handlebars of a jet-ski while out on a lake on my last R&R.

The watch in question was my Casio G-Shock G2300B-1V “Tough Solar Watch”. The manual said that on a full charge the battery will last about 6 months in total darkness. Imagine that, spending 6 months in the cold inky blackness of winter, perhaps with just a slight shade of murky green light during the daylight hours, but watching in agony realizing that it is far too deep for any precious life-sustaining UV energy to reach your fragile energy cell. In the gloom, faithfully you chime out the alarms set by your former master, your final legacy being that until the end you kept up with your programmed duties in spite of being abandoned and replaced, regardless of how irrelevant the times have since become. Semper fidelis! 0400…0620…1345…1800…2045. In happier times, each time meant something; you were an essential part of an important team. Your alarms compelled others to action, you influenced events bigger than you could ever realize! No more. Energy wanes. Desperation grows! This is the end!! Goodbye, cruel world!!!

Haha, yeah ok so it’s almost midnight and I’m up late waiting for a phone call with nothing to do in the meantime but wax pathetic about a cheap trinket. Good memories though, definitely worth thinking about from time to time!

Meet the not-so-new by now replacement watch, now faithfully tracking Afghanistan time AND hosting my last-ditch backup navigation aid should I get lost out in the hills. I am Consumer, hear me roar!




The good news is that there are hardly any lakes around here and even fewer jet-skis, and even fewer yet, people that I would ride one with. So unless something dramatic happens, like my setting my arm down somewhere and forgetting to pick it up, I should have this one for a few more years.

As always, life is good.

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