Saturday, December 24, 2005

Davis mountains


Twelve clocks to reset. In this small space? That's ridiculous. If either
of us wore a watch, the count would be fourteen. Wait! I didn't count the
dash radio in the motorhome. That's fifteen. Really, we don't look at the
clock that much.

Oops. Forgot about the printer. Sixteen. It's also a fax machine. Faxes
always have a time stamp. I never look at the time clock in the printer,
but I could set it if I wanted...