Good morning, Madam...

[fajrdrako]

One of my Christmas presents was the most wonderful alarm clock ever. It's Stephen Fry's Infallibly Polite Alarm Clock.

First, it wakes me with the chirping of birds. Yes, I have a fine source of live chirps in my own apartment, but the Little Feathered Guys don't do anything on command, and they sleep even later than I do this time of year.

Then the polite birds fade away and Stephen Fry addresses me in a deep velvet voice: "Madam, your horoscope is promising very considerable profit and equal quantities of pleasure. The world merely requires your presence for the process to begin." He says about 130 different phrases, so it'll probably be a while before I start getting repetitions.

He's totally adorable and I've discovered I love being addressed as "Madam" by such a resplendent voice. It makes me smile. It gives me happy and somewhat naughty thoughts.

He is also standing by to talk me to sleep, but I haven't used that function yet.