Another Fallen Friend - A Lament and Eulogy

Yet another casualty has been suffered in the Taylor technology team. My beloved wristwatch, Stefan, was brutally assaulted and suffered the foulest of violations by an errant stop sign pole. The glass shattered into a million pieces and poor Stefan's arms stopped moving. And you know the initial culprit? MY BATHROOM of TECHNOLOGICAL DOOM!

I accidentally dropped Stefan about three months ago. He fell onto the floor and landed face flat with a perfect smack right on the hard tile. Like a buttered piece of toast landing on the kitchen floor. I muttered (actually, roared) "Son of a Bitch!" and was extremely distressed to see a flake of glass dislodged inside the watch face. But Stefan had always been a trooper, and so I just assumed that he would be just fine, albeit with the scars of his wild ride through life with me. Who knew we would encounter Mr. Road Sign Pole? Apparently, Timex's new motto should be "Takes a licking and keeps on ticking...until you let Mike wear it for longer than 3 to 4 years." sniff

I am now in the market for a new watch. But I will never forget Stefan. How he comforted me with his Indiglo in the middle of the night when I awoke from a fit of the Delirium Tremens! How he was with me, like my cell phone, during many hallmarks of my life! Getting my MA finished, getting a girlfriend, getting my hair cut, passing my foreign language exam for my PhD, learning cross stitching - an amazing panoply of events that could probably be summed up in a Hallmark card. But this will have to do:

Enjoy!