WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH CLOCKS: I just realized that I have a weird attachment to the alarm clock by my bed. I've had that clock since I was in high school and it's not exactly state-of-the-art. It's big; the alarm off button stopped working years ago and the noise is super annoying. So why am I attached to it? Why do I still have this piece of junk? Why did I take it with me to LA when I sojourned there for six months last year? More importantly, why is it that I don't seem to be alone in forming a bond with my bedside clock. My GF says she feels the same way towards her timepiece. I know my sister has had the same clock since before she moved out of our parents' house too. Weird, eh?