Watch out Bose!!!
posted by William A. Smith @ 11:26 AM
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Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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- Name: William A. Smith
- Location: Kirkland, Washington, United States
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Looks like we're in the midst of a maintenance phase. Perhaps this is related?
I'm really curious to see the 'Bose' article, so don't give up!
Me too.
I want to see what you are talking about.
**Spoiler Alert**
My Bose entry came as a result of me taking extraordinary to get some quiet to write(leaf blower and noisy neighbors)...instead of the fancy shmancy Bose noise reduction headphones, I came up with a slighty cheaper version :)
toilet paper in the ears...followed by folded up socks wrapped (too) tightly around my head via ace bandage and topped of with my old trusty headphones bringing up the rear :) Worked pretty well until I started getting lightheaded ...lol.
I like to imagine that is how the first pair of noise reduction headphones were created!
What a vision!! That's hilarious.
Hilarious? James obviously doesn't suffer from SES (sensitive ear syndrome). I'm with you Will, I have my headphones upstairs in the bedroom. The voices I can deal with, I just wish someone would stop the ringing, stop the ringing.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Doesn't anyone know what a rake is anymore? And how much healthier it is to use one? Come to think of it, when was the last time you saw a gardener in good shape? Or a gardener? Now all you see are somnambuletic zombies walking around waving their 'trunks' like a bunch of elephants in the zoo looking for that lost peanut. It's too much. Maybe James does suffer and that's why he's moved south. Anyway, I H EAR ya. Moi P.S. I don't know about Bose, got mine at the airport worker shop.
I like to think it's not lack of empathy, but an overdeveloped funnybone that dictates my reactions.
While I didn't much consider the silence as a motive to move to the sticks, it is a fact. If you all need some relief from SES for a while, you should come experience the quiet inside what I'm starting to call Fort Bale.
Still, I find that silence tends to amplify formerly smallish sounds—the electric water heater, the refrigerator, the popping of the metal roof as it cools and shrinks, and the crackle of fir burning in the woodstove—to the status of "plenty loud to keep me awake".
True, nothing is more hilarious than watching someone take a dive, flip upside down on a pogo stick, or whatever else position they land in on the way down. It seems to crack us up in a way that other people don't seem to get. Also true, the more you reduce the noise, the more you notice other noises as you say. Earplugs only serve to hear one's own heartbeat, and reassuring as that is to hear, it also becomes another drone to tune out in an effort to get some sleep. Nothing like a nice clothes dryer whirring to get a few winks now, is there? Sweet dreams!
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