It's a Giant ... Giant Remote!

So that's what I hear Sis say in a sleepy voice yesterday afternoon. Sis is not a napper, but when I called she was kind of drifting in and out of sleep as my nephew passed her the phone. I told her she wasn't making any sense and I'd call her back later. She said, "No, he's got a giant remote!" "It's a big remote!"

I was like, uh huh ... I'm at work so you call me back when you're awake. As I hung-up I could hear a lot of voices in the background and my sister saying something like "giant". There was scuffling, and then "click".

So after work I drop by and was telling my niece that Sis wasn't making sense earlier in the day, my niece is just laughing because she'd had a similar conversation with her. That's when Sis gets up and says, "No, I was making sense. Look at this!" That's when Bro-in-Law comes down the hallway holding his latest gadget. Sis is looking at me waiting for validation, and Bro-in-Law is standing there with this beaming look on his face, a look usually seen on the faces of little children under the Christmas Tree.

That's when he presents me with this!


It's a giant remote!

I stood there for a minute with my mouth gaping open, then I started laughing hysterically. I cried a little. Maybe even peed a little.

Then Bro-in-Law starts going on about how great it is. One of the best features? You can change the channel with your elbow. Yes. As he demonstrated ... it was very easy to do. That's when he looked at me and said, "And I don't wanna read about this on your blog either!" Damn, it was like he was begging me to do a post. But how could I not. Look at it!


It's a giant remote!

Sis grabs her camera, yes photos would be needed. That's a 12" ruler beside it. Yes, its almost 12 inches long, 5 inches wide and almost 1 inch thick. Click on the picture ... look at it up close ... it's Giant!

When Bro-in-Law first got home he told my nephew that he had something for him to do. We all need my nephew for technical stuff. Without him all the clocks would be flashing 12 and we'd be getting up and changing channels by hand.

When my nephew first held the remote in his hands, he just stood there staring at it ... then quietly said, "Jesus" which was unusual ... as Bro-in-Law later recounted, "I never heard him swear before." That's the effect the Giant Remote has on some people.

But the best of it? In the words of Sis, "The damn thing doesn't work!" Apparently it has something to do with the digital TV and their "entertainment system" ... and my nephew said he's not pulling it all apart just so we can use a "Giant Remote".

So now it's replaced the normal-sized remote that turned the TV on and off. For some reason Bro-in-Law has a remote to activate the TV and another to change channels. It's all very complicated. More so now that it takes 2 hands to lift the remote to turn the TV on. Of course, it can be turned on by an elbow, which is cool.

Later in the day Bro-in-Law tried to pawn off the Giant Remote to Sis. She has a TV in her office at the house. Her reply? "NO!" "It would take up half my desk!"

And she's right. Here it is beside a pen. Look at it!


It's a Giant Remote!