Sunday, April 8, 2007

Inventions

I was thinking of creating the world's first Short-Term Memory Foam.

Imagine a pillow that never remembers your shape, such that every time you lay your head down it is as if a freshly fluffed pillow - handled by an equally imaginary french maid necessary to complete this imagination - has been waiting to receive the full weight of your tired head.

What is the point of current memory foam technology? I don't want to lay in a bed that feels used. That is a fancy evolution of the prison-mattress, squeaky spring, unverifiable crime scence-DNA feeling you get at motels that charge extra for toilet paper. I want to forever preserve the feeling of joy without the need to preserve the expectation of it. You feel something for the first time so soothing that memory scrambles to hold onto the sensation, and you forever crave and try to go back to this feeling.

I am looking at ad spots between 12:30 am and 4 am PST, at which point usually the Emergency Broadcast System comes on all channels of the universe except the ones airing Dianetics and Oxyclean. Slowly, I will compete with other infommercials and eat into their time slots, either reselling it to them at "capitalist competitive pricing" or looping my now 4 hour slot of time to induce Dejavu in insomniacs and sleep walkers. Besides, they were my inspiration.

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