“I am convinced that there are universal currents of Divine Thought vibrating the ether everywhere and that any who can feel these vibrations is inspired.” Richard Wagner
“I’m pickin up good vibrations
She’s giving me excitations
I’m pickin up good vibrations
(oom bop bop good vibrations)
She’s giving me excitations
(oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations”
Words from The Beach Boy’s song “Good Vibrations”
One evening as I was preparing dinner in the kitchen, I heard, “Gwynn, will you come upstairs please?”
My husband had moved from his office down the hall, to our bedroom, to stretch out and relax while watching TV. First, you need to understand that my husband is an extreme Type A + personality with NO patience. So as I entered the bedroom I noticed that the TV was unplugged and my husband was growling “This TV is vibrating and I can’t stand the noise. I have done everything to make the vibrating stop, but it won’t quit. I’ll never be able to sleep tonight listening to that noise. Help me carry the TV down to the guest bedroom. We’ll call the junk people tomorrow to come pick it up.”
So the two of us each took a side of the TV and gingerly carried it to the guest bedroom and set it on the bed. As my husband listened, he noticed that the TV had stopped vibrating. I might add that I wear hearing aids so I didn’t hear anything anyway. Hmmm, maybe carrying the TV down the hall had fixed the vibration?
So we picked up the TV and carried it back to the master bedroom to set it back on the chest of drawers where it usually sat. After returning the TV back to its’ former home the vibrations started again. So I helped my husband carry the TV back to the guest room, where we left it on the bed. It is a good thing it was too late to call the junk man, otherwise our TV would have been GONE!
When we returned to the bedroom, to organize the Comcast box and cords on the dresser, my husband blurted out, “OH, it’s the Comcast box that is vibrating and not the TV.” So back down the hall we went for the TV, to return it again to its home on my chest of drawers.
This time my husband unplugged the Comcast box and set it on our bed as he was going to call Comcast in the morning. However, once he lifted the Comcast equipment off the chest of drawers and set it down, my husband exclaimed, “The chest of drawers is vibrating!” With this, he starts pulling open the drawers. Since the chest has a double set of drawers, I started opening the other side of drawers as “light suddenly dawned.” When I opened the top drawer, there inside, my vibrator had decided to go off, so it was vibrating away! All I could do was burst out laughing hysterically. As I bent over nearly falling on the floor, as I was laughing so hard, my husband managed a weak smile, then a chuckle.
By the way, I no longer leave the batteries in my vibrator.