I had to give up playing the triangle in a Jamaican band. It was the same ting, night after night!

Every so often you come across something that reminds you of how much things have changed.   I go through the day carrying a device that has access to the largest library that the world has ever known, and I use it to listen to classic disco while I exercise.



 Remember calling a number for the time and temperature?

A man and a woman meet in a bar and the man cannot shake the sense that they have met before. She assures him them haven't. They start tracing through their histories and she's right, they went to different schools, churches, and had a different group of friends.

Then it occurs to him. They haven't met, but he knew her voice very well. He worked at the local factory and every day he called the local bank for their time and temperature service so he could blow the lunch whistle precisely at noon.

"I've got it!" he announces. "You work at the bank! You're the time and temperature voice!" She smiles and admits that is her recorded voice. "I've always wondered, how do you know exactly what time it is?"

"Easy," she replies. "Every day at noon, the factory blows its whistle."