A friend recently bought a Chumby. If you haven’t heard of them, a Chumby is basically a network-aware clock. Those who follow my blog may remember that I posted an article with this idea some time ago. I’d like to think that I had the idea and the Chumby folks took it from me, but I don’t hold it against them. I should have gotten off my butt and developed the product myself instead of sitting around waiting for someone else to do it so I could complain.
At any rate, it’s given me plenty of entertainment value. The guy who bought it can’t help but mention it to everyone he sees, and I take every chance I get to call it his “Chubby” rather than Chumby. It’s amazing how many different ways you can substitute Chubby for Chumby in normal conversation and have it end up funny.
He’s finally received his Chumby the night before Thanksgiving. He’s promised to bring it to work on Monday, and we’re all supposed to be prepared to be amazed at it’s wonderfulness. I’m not holding my breath.
