
(Alarm Clock courtesy of: http://www.faqs.org)
My phone alarm clock sounds around 6:49. I shower and wake up and tune the radio. I have to do this every morning because with so many electronics and not enough outlets I'm constantly unplugging the radio, which resets the tuning each time. I've listened to the radio as part of my morning routine since about 4th grade. The same two stations for almost all those years. This is where I'm bombarded with ads(mostly ones for local car dealers with lot's of repetition and a plain folk attempt).

(Radio courtesy of: http://www.crrc.org.my. Unfortunately this does not resemble the one I own.)
After my shower its downstairs to the kitchen table where I'm joined by a bowl of cereal and milk. I routinely skim the comics, Dear Abby, the horoscopes, and if my bowl of cereal last long enough the clues to the crossword puzzle. None of which I happen to know the answer to. But all of these provide a little entertainment for the limbic and necortex part of my brain. Occasionally dear abby provokes my the fight response in the reptilian part of my brain; she makes me want to punch her holier than thou attitude.

The picture above is me and the newspaper, just straight chillin.
(Courtesy of http://artofmanliness.com)
After this part of my morning is over with I might spend my day doing various things, not necessarily in the following order, but most of which involve one form of media or another.
Going to class: In none of my classes I was allowed to use my computer. We did however frequently use various textbooks, excerpts from books, and plays. Writing is one of the oldest forms of communication and documentation. Textbooks, in this day and age, are easy to mass produce and distribute. Perfect for college classes.

(Textbook Courtesy of: http://film240x.com/)




