Monday, September 27, 2010

BLINKY, BLINKY

What’s your earliest memory? The thoughts that motivate you, I’m not talking about morals or values, more just the little drives in your day to day life.

I spent the weekend installing red LED lights in my car. Because I’m an eighteen year old, and I wanted flashy lights when the music starts thumping. Actually they’re very subtle, tiny little lights installed in the cup holder and under the dash just to cast an awesome red glow.

Okay, I also bought the music interface that flashes a disco scene inside my car, but it has a controller switch to turn all of the disco magic off when I want to be a mature thirty-eighth year old man who drives a grey four door saloon. But, when the nineteen year boy comes out and he’s driving a silver sport sedan with a fin I can crank up the light show. It’s very diplomatic.

Happy waffle iron is happy
As I had my car’s interior disemboweled upon the garage floor, and Fuzzy was having a meltdown because I had my car disemboweled upon the garage floor I started to explain how I just love little flashy lights that come from anything techy. If it has a blinking light on it; I’m going to buy it. This is when I started to ponder why I have this drive for anything that glows.

Sitting at the kitchen table watching the waffle iron blink. Its little indicator flashing away letting me know it was soon going to be time for hot yummy waffles. “Huh, my drive to install accent lighting in my car is from the waffle maker I was obsessed with as a tiny girlie child.” Strange. Freudian. I wonder why I make guys call me Daddy during sex? No reason, probably. Now I want waffles.


9 comments:

Dead Robot said...

My husband has put a hold on buying any flashlights for the apartment or camping equipment. I dont know why but I love them so!

Blobby said...

I wonder why I make guys call me Daddy during sex?

Look not so deep inside, you'll know the answer.

Patrick said...

My grandmother had the coolest toaster. None of this spring-loaded surprise! burnt toast catapult crap. This was Sunbeam meets Jetsons. It was motorized. I always demanded to be the toast meister so I could press that magic button. Plain Wonder bread slowly descended and a minute later, perfectly browned toast peacefully emerged. This was way before embedded microprocessors and firmware upgrades, yet I haven't really seen anything like it since. Thanks for the memory!!

Patrick said...

Gawd I never loved the Internet more! (sniff)
http://www.automaticbeyondbelief.org/

Wonder Man said...

"I wonder why I make guys call me Daddy during sex?"

There may be an interesting mix of waffles and Lite Brite somewhere.

StevieB said...

I just placed an Ebay bid on one of these toasters.

Patrick said...

Awesome! Hope you get it! Grandma's was the space-aged single slot model on the bottom of the gallery page. That looks like her doily too. :-)

Mike "N" the Mechanics said...

You are getting an LED conversion kit for your Kirby for Christmas.

Damien Oz said...

Stevie - next time I visit Denver - can I be your BFF for just one day - you are too cool for geek school :)