Remote Control

OK, so... the iPhone 4 debuted this week; I'll probably upgrade and get it (HD recording, thin design, etc.).  Anyway... I was reading through a gadget blog that listed all the things that were missing... like the phone being able to act as a TV remote.  I started thinking... what if we had a remote to control our relationships?   Ladies...  here, then, is my cheeky little sexual metaphor.

I think the "perfect" remote should satisfy the mind, body and soul.  Everything you want in the palm of your hand. You shouldn't have to thumb through a station to figure out what's on; it should know what you want and respond accordingly.  It should serve up content from all corners of the senses.  In the mood to eat?  The remote will push the appropriate button and deliver a taste explosion - a hot, delicious load... dripping with juices.  In the mood for some action?  Maybe a good workout?  The remote will come alive, making you feel every little movement.  It will lift you, bend you, shape you and take you to places you never dreamed imaginable.  Need to relax?  The remote will massage the stress away, leaving you spent.

It should be hardwired to your needs and desires.  No batteries required.  Always "on."

Currently watching... Red Shoe Diaries on Showtime