TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
I know that sound.
TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
My cell phone must have a low battery. I locate the phone and flip it open. Nope. As Mr. Poe might have said, silence there and nothing more. I hand the phone to the baby.
TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
My iPod. My iPod must be giving me an alert. While I rifle through the clutter on my dresser, I run through my mental list of potential calendar items: birthdays, meetings, billing cycles... Nothing syncs. I locate the iPod. It’s batteries are low enough that it’s not going to be beeping me about anything until it gets a square meal at the power outlet of my choice.
Hmm...
TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
I don’t consider the baby monitor, the land-line phone, or stereo system. They beep too, in their own little ways, but this is a very digital sounding beep.
TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
I’m reinstalling ArcView on the version of Windows that I begrudgingly allow residence on my MacBook. Windows, in my experience, doesn’t twiddle or bing. It bongs and it chimes and occasionally it even toots, but it definitely doesn’t twiddle. I check the install process anyway. 62% and all is well.
TWIDDLE TWIDDLE BING!
Ooh, that one was closer. Ultimately, it was a video chat invitation from my dad. Scientific progress goes boink and iChat goes twiddle twiddle bing. Right.
I think I need a utility belt for all my tricorder-ish digital miscellania. Better voice recognition capability wouldn’t be bad either.
“Computer, end twiddle twiddle beep.”