NormTV, I don't mind saying, is my mind
To find yourself, stop looking. If you really want to see the would for the should, turn on the telly. TV wants to think that it is our eyes and ears, and rightfully so. Using our own eyes is akin to using our own minds. To turn me on, turn on the box. Nothing gets me going like something. If you are in the practice of taking the blinkers off, you'll know that not much is a lot. The measure of a mind is a ruler. Rulers are just so many empty trousers. For the information of the knowledgeable, I'm ruled by my thumbs. Opposable all the way. It's a delicate balancing hack to get through the thick stuff of our bank yards. The TV, as I've oft remarked to it, is just so much the head that sinks on our own shoulders. Nothing is as real as anything. The TV, I don't mind mentioning, is a televison. It's profound and enlightening to add at this point that TV, telly and television: same thing, different letters. All these words suggest different internal attitudes, I'm sure you know. Watch out for how much affection I have for my own affectation. It's nearer to remote than control. If you monitor this closely, you'll know: potatoes.
Killer Beats
Ramble On
Hipnotherapy
Scientists have come up with a box that lets television viewers change channels, switch on the DVD player or switch off an irritating presenter with the wave of a hand.
The controller's built-in camera can recognise seven simple hand gestures and work with up to eight different gadgets around the home.
Not only will it be a godsend for lazy viewers, it could also save hours of fruitless scrabbling among the sofa in search of the remote control.
A clenched fist means "start", an outstretched hand with closed fingers means "power on", a thumbs-up sign means "up" and a sideways victory sign means "channel".
Wow hand jobs for couch potatoes.... high technology? I think not.
Mis :0)
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
only an Australian
or maybe an American
or a Japanese.
I want one.
Norm