Vocal Impulses

by g2 (la pianista irlandesa)
originally published at 09:46PM on Sunday, November 09, 2008

Well, I was alone again. I couldn’t believe my little gimmick actually worked. I’d won that battle.

But would I win the war?

That remained to be seen.

I began bobbing to some incoherant song that had lodged itself into my head. It was welcome company, really. It took shape; it was a favorite of mine: La Paga.

Then the foot tapping started; the finger snapping; the arm swinging; the actual singing along.

In short: total rocking out.

I got through most of the song, full-out dancing, when the man stormed through the sliding door again. I froze in mid-dance step.

“What are you doing?!” he asked, more confused than ever.

“Rocking…out?” I answered slowly, not sure what else to call it.

The android folded his arms, utterly stumped. “One minute, you jumble numbers incoherently, but the next you send vocal impulses in a coherent pattern, in a manner you call ‘rocking out’?” He shook his head. “And yet you still function normally?”

I shrugged. “Bud, you got a heck of a lot more to learn about humans.”




  • from band geek:

    that made me laugh haha
    rocking out….?
    what kind of computer wouldn’t understand that?!

  • from Stovohobo:

    Ha, that’s pretty much exactly where I’m going. The computers’ preconceptions are starting to change…

  • from g2 (la pianista irlandesa):

    Well, this particular android’s preconceptions are changing… whether the others will change remains to be seen.
    (Hey… I just realized we haven’t named this android of ours… perhaps a form of identification in order?)

  • from THX 0477:

    Very funny direction to take the story at this point. I never would have expected rocking out from a captive of inquisitive androids.

  • from Freedom:

    Haha, I like the sound of this series. I’m off to find the beginning :]

  • from RainDance:

    Very funny. I think I’d be rocking out in that situation too. LOL , after I peed myself.