25 May 2007

Gooder Vibrations

With apologies to WhiteNoise, I must confess that I very much enjoyed the season finale of Lost. Sure, it was a tease. But it was a good tease. Anticipation can be a good thing. (Spoiler alert! Stop reading now if you haven't seen it!) The secret to the code to turn off the jamming signal being the notes for The Beach Boy's "Good Vibrations" ... very cheeky, given the double entendre for show history.

It got me thinking. What. is. up. with all the things that vibrate today? Sure, there are *those* kinds. Not that there's anything wrong with them! (and apologies to Erin for *almost* stealing a title from one of her posts)

Cheek recently joined the ranks of mechanized toothbrush abusers. Um, users. Shopping for a new toothbrush delivered thwartation by how large all the brush heads were. Kidding aside about how big my mouth is, structurally it's actually quite small. The big ass-brushes make me wanna heave. The smallest I could find was from Oral B with funky bristles and bonus vibration built in, no batt'r'y required. Day-um! But this baby could give *those* kinds a run for their money!

Thanks to a blog that shall remain nameless, I'm now a happy schmoozer of the Gillette M3 Power Razor, which also vibrates. I sh*t you not, there has been much less blood shed as evidenced previously (that scar is *still* effing prominent). And it delivers a much closer shave for pits, legs and sundries.

It does, however, use a batt'r'y, which one really must remember to remove before checking the razor with other toiletries. That humming noise trumpets as an unintended heralder that your luggage has arrived on the baggage carousel, turning heads, eliciting illicit snickers, and making you rip into your bag to turn the l'il sucker off. Boldly make eye contact with a snickerer and say, "How YOU doin'?".

One of the gifts under the tree last year came from CarolinaKat in the form of a vibrating footrest / head massager.

Recent scapular concerns found me face down on the table in my crack dealer / podiatrist's office for twenty minutes of e-Stim before he cracked me.

NPR reported today on the new "Shuttle Experience" at Kennedy Space Center, built to stimulate - er, simulate - what it's like to be in the shuttle during a launch. 17,500 MPH of vibration simulation, babeeeee! (Wired article here.)

The song was #6 in Rolling Stone Magazine's Greatest Songs of All Time list. It was the only tune of the aforementioned 500 Songs for Kids benefit that was not performed by a musician - lacking anyone to play it, they had Butch Walker paint a canvas while the song played. YouTube yields Brian Wilson's inspiration for the tune:


Vibrations, vibrations everywhere. Good, good, good, good vibrations. Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did?

7 comments:

whitenoise said...

The spouse and my oldest are Lost fans. Sure, I've seen a couple episodes, but I hate thing. It's not an honest story- there's no real end, they just make it up as they go along...

Sheena said...

It's not an honest story- there's no real end, they just make it up as they go along...


You mean like real life?

whitenoise said...

It's a reality show?! D'oh! No wonder I couldn't understand it!

CheekierMeSly said...

"Honest story". Uh, my oxymoron-o-meter is really in the red here.

By that statement, you must not like any dramas on TV? All dreck? I can't wait for Rescue Me to start soon. I find reality shows the ultradreck.

And of all the possible things you could comment on in this post, I'd have thunk you to be more cheeky, dood.

Erin O'Brien said...

This was strangely arousing ...

whitenoise said...

Sorry, dudette, guess I missed the opportunity.

No, I seldom watch tv at all. I occasionally like some of the docs on the history channel, "Frontiers of Construction", "How It's Made", and I usually watch Canada AM during breakfast if I happen to be home.

When I'm at work, it's very rare that I even turn a set on. We just don't do that on my planet.

whitenoise said...

Still trying to find my inner cheekiness.....

The BB song? Sure, one of my favs, but then it's one of everyone's favs. Can't add anymore to that. I appreciate musical genius, but I aren't one.

The BNL song...yeah, that's cool, too. My kids love "If I had a Million Dollars". I like "It's all been done" and "Jane".

I don't use vibrators of any sort, be they shavers or the toothbrush kind. Closest would be the instrument vibrators in some aircraft flight decks that ensure that needles on the old-fashioned type gauges don't freeze.

We also have vibration meters on most modern jet engines. But, "high vibes" is a decidedly bad thing.

Vibrating baggage...well, that's an old airline joke. The guys love to tell stories about being in line behind the F/As who've had their luggage checked...

Apparently flight attendants are the largest identifiable group that purchase such devices.

Not being american, I've never listened to NPR. Simulators, I have experience with, but of the sub-sonic, low vibration kind only.

Honest stories... Hmmm. My oxymoron meter must be broken. Although I like a challenge, it's gotta be an honest puzzle. If they keep changing the rules, they're just stringing the viewer along. Guess I'm still angry that Lost In Space was never neatly resolved...

(Crap. Once again, I didn't get the joke... The cool kids are never gonna let me know where the party is....)