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I found one that works...my niece was not cooperating this morning so, with the computer turned up really loud:

http://www.usscouts.org/mb/bugle/reveille.wav

Waking any teenager is soooo dangerous...you're braver man than me!

chris wrote:Waking any teenager is soooo dangerous...you're braver man than me!

Tell me about it!!!

She will be for ever in your debt. Keep the eyes in the back of your head alert and on the ready.

Dex

I'm not sure that would work on my 17 year old.

got the answer

I have an air horn--the kind they blow at football games. can get them at boating supply stores and some hardware stores. under $10 with refills.
I used it on my 18 yo son only twice. He POPPED UP IN BED at once with simultaneous cursing. Not moving fast enough out of the bed I hit a short burst again and he was UP.

A week or so later he was lounging on the sofa and wouldn't budge. Got the horn and within a couple of blasts he was on the way.

Now, when I wake him I ask him if I "have to get the 'motivator'." He declines and has arisen every time.

YMMV, but I think not.

JOhn

YMMV, but I think not.

You got me there, my opinion does NOT vary!

My mom just kept a sack full of marbles in the freezer and when I was being stubborn she just poured the bag in bed with me. I tell you one thing, you will get out of bed fast when you have 30 or so ice cold marbles rolling up next to you.

Tommy

Anyone else thinking about that old Cheech and Chong thing....."Ear-ache my eye"...

DJ

This takes me back to my youth; 9am every weekend my brother and I would have to listen to our father blasting "Revely Rock" by "Bill Haley and the Comets" on the record player. Never failed.

When *that* didn't get us up, he would pour a glass of cold water on our heads. If THAT didn't work, he would take our sheets, blankets and pillows and simply leave the room.

Wet head, no pillow, no covers and that God damned "Revely Rock" would usually do the trick.

Then we'd get to take our "sea showers." That meant we could get wet, then we'd have to turn the water off to soap up. After which we were allowed to turn the water back on briefly to rinse off. Seven minutes in the shower. No exceptions made. At 7:01 the hot water would be shut off.

Kids these days don't know how good they got it I tell ya!... etc.

Harry, was your Dad in the Navy perhaps?
Don

Not even the Navy. The Coast Guard! But he made the most of it;)

After we made our beds, he would come along to do his "inspection." If he couldn't bounce a quarter off of the middle of the blanket, we'd have to start over again.

He would make sure that our beds had proper hospital corners and everything! It was ridiculous really, but at times, strangely fun... kinda like a game.

Ha ha! I'm really laughing as I recount all of this stuff in my mind.

Maybe it was from his time spent on ships, but pops was also *big* on fire safety; Every other Saturday my bro, mom and I would practice our fire escape plan.

I'm *NOT* kidding about this! We'd review our little diagram and then pops would light a match under the smoke detector. When it would sound, we would have to jump out of bed and crawl to our bedroom doors, feel the door with the back of our hands, and then he would yell out whether or not it was too hot to open.

If it was, we would jump out of our windows (one story house). If not, we would then crawl out of the house and all meet at the plum tree out in the front yard.

To give the imaginary fire some realism, pops would blow cigarette smoke overtop of our heads as we made our way down the hall.

I vividly remember crawling through that musty green shag carpeting in order to get to the front door.

My mom's participation was always half-hearted, but since my brother and I were little kids, we were having a ball pretending that we were escaping from a burning house!

I *really* don't want to know what the neighbors thought.... but I can guess...

My mom came from a little town in Finland, so I guess that she didn't realize just how ridiculous all of this stuff was. She may have thought that this was just what Americans do!

Some day I'm going to put it all together in a book of essays about my life. The material's endless.

Believe me, I don't have the imagination to make this stuff up!

What a long, strange trip it's been.

Cheers

Thinking about how I grew up, we have somethings in common Harry. My Dad was a Navy lifer, and I did my 4 years as well. The Coast Guard and Navy are big on fire safety, after all, there is no such thing as 911 when 2000 miles from the nearest land. My brother went CG, I was always kidding him about being a shallow water sailor. Those guys don't have it easy though, going out in the middle of a storm to save lives is not an easy task. I also thought about putting my time in the Navy down in the written word, it would make good reading. Sea stories are always entertaining. most civilians can't believe that they are true, they sound so outragous.
Don

Yea, my old man told me some pretty unsavory stories about pulling bridge jumpers out of the Bay. Apparently the impact would strip the clothes right off of them!

If you ever get your stories down, I'd certainly like to read them. I even know of a small publisher http://www.coltranet.com

They published a comic book of mine and did a fine job.