the drum beats out of time

Ever notice how the cursor on a computer, or the turn signal in your car (or its windshield wipers--except in Eddie Rabbit songs)... ever notice how they never quite seem to match the beat of the song playing? You'll be fooled for a few seconds--hey, they're in sync!--but then it gradually moves out of phase.

Comments

Shora said…
lol... I thought I was the only person who noticed that.

Greenday rules btw.

Happy Friday sweets.
April 28, 2006 10:02 am
toobusyliving said…
I'll sure look for that next time! Neat-O!
April 28, 2006 10:06 am
Heidi the Hick said…
"If you're lost you can look and you will find me."

It's Firebird day over at my place.
April 28, 2006 10:11 am
Heidi the Hick said…
oh, and also, "I love a rainy night."
April 28, 2006 10:20 am
fatrobot said…
i did notice
but kept it to myself
April 28, 2006 12:04 pm
Butchie said…
Put down the spliff.
April 28, 2006 12:10 pm
tornwordo said…
Yeah, it would have to be the exact same beat. Even a hair of a second difference would throw it off eventually.
April 28, 2006 2:26 pm
Anonymous said…
More like the spoon, Butchie.
April 28, 2006 3:49 pm
your judgemental aunt said…
you spelled sink wrong!
Ha Ha!
April 28, 2006 4:48 pm
teh l4m3 said…
I cannot drive. I don't know how.
April 28, 2006 6:30 pm
car@ said…
I never noticed it....my music is always so loud in my car, but i will pay all my attention for next time! ;-)
April 28, 2006 6:54 pm
J Maus said…
My walking always seems to sync up to whatever music is playing in the background, no matter how I try to walk differently. It's like being trapped in a rock video.
April 28, 2006 11:47 pm
Jason said…
I didn't notice cause everyone around me is busy crying.
April 29, 2006 12:58 pm
George Larson said…
I listen to gangsta rap.
April 30, 2006 1:04 am
mistipurple said…
just to say, i visit you often.
April 30, 2006 11:11 pm
car@ said…
So do I Misti! i am another stalker! jejeje!
May 01, 2006 5:39 am
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