February 11th, 2010

Whale fluke

Whatever works, works

A smart phone commercial on the radio just now made fun of people who use egg timers to keep track of what they need to do next. It exaggerated by having the woman in the ad setting about half a dozen of them, so there's this harmonizing chorus of tick-tick-ticks underneath her explaining what each timer's for, with the occasional little egg timer alarm sounding.

The narrator then says "Egg timers? Really?" She then details how the piece of tech being sold in the ad is worth buying.

To answer the Narrator's question: Yes, for lots of people, really. And I doubt anyone uses egg timers in the way the woman in the ad does. Because what she's really doing is multitasking, and use of an egg timer is different from multitasking: do one thing for a while, then put it aside and do something else. It can help with focus.

It reminds me of how I'm a little suspicious of multitasking. I've done it sometimes, but I'm not at my best when I'm doing it. But, for most of us, multiple things have to get done, and egg timers help people keep track of how close to Done they are with certain jobs. And it's a simple way to do so. Albert Einstein said something that applies: "Everything should be as simple as possible. But no simpler."

Egg timers are also harder to break than smart phones. And easier to replace if they do.

So: I call slight shenanigans. And I should get an egg timer.

And: if you find time-ponderin' thoughts hot, you can do something about that :-) :

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We Only Come Out At Night

I just played one of my comfort songs: "We Only Come Out At Night" by the Smashing Pumpkins.

There's a good association in my life with that song. In 1998, 1999 and 2000, when I was a writer-reporter in Hermiston, OR, I wrote articles about each year's Relay For Life. I'd attend each Relay for several hours. In 2000, I decided to go more immersive and stay at the Hermiston High School track, where the Relay was taking place, overnight. I did stay up all night and into the morning, willingly letting the loopiness of not-enough-sleep get to me, and to stay awake I walked. Sometimes around the track with enrolled participants, sometimes by myself on the streets around the school.

While at a team campsite next to the track, I talked with late-night walkers, and one of them said that many of them make a point of being the late-night walkers. That triggered it. I'd finally bought that Smashing Pumpkins album, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness, only months before, and had listened incessantly. And that song came easily to my tired mind. And stayed there until past dawn, the chorus
We only come out at night
We only come out at night
The days are much too bright
We only come out at night
in Billy Corgan's quietly bouncy delivery, echoed by the instruments, like the most laid-back "walking theme" of the Sixties: maybe a bit like Peter Gunn on Quaaludes. Maybe. I just know it's a quiet, laid-back song. At least by Nineties Smashing Pumpkins standards. There was me, in the semi-desert summer night, tired and shower-needful, but buoyed by good people doing a good event for a good cause. And with a song I was fond of in gentle reply in my head.

It was a good night.
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