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While attempting to sculpt something artistic with packing peanuts, I noticed that the plastic* chips or S shapes seem to slightly tinkle and jingle** when tossed slightly in the cupped hand as if extracting change for a parking meter. The quiet dings and clings of suspended chips, freed of the palms
insulating influence, might help to calm a soul jarred by the sirens, motors, bells, wails and whistles of modern life.
The chips can be tied with black threads*** to the looped end of a nearly straightened, large paperclip anchored in an eraser base. Placed over the air vent of a computer or car or hung over the rising current of air on a lamp**** their soft chiming would attend the slightest zephyr*****.
* the polymer foam peanuts that melt on contact with rubber cement not the cellulose ones that crumple next to wood glue
** maybe more since I seem to lack some high frequencies of my hearing - gladly missing the whistling that occasionally visits our radiators probably caused by military rifle practice with only barrel-cleaning patches as makeshift earplugs or an earlier childish bad habit of popping paper bags behind unsuspecting brothers
*** or filaments taken from the hairbrush of a long-haired lover or pet
**** or even super-glued to the nose of a bed partner with a vibrating soft palate as snore accompaniment, Ssshkniikkt chink tinkle ping ssschlikkkt tinkle jingle ding
***** of course a microphone-amplifier-speaker chip could be added to make a chip-enhanced chip chime that magnifies the delicate dongs all the better enjoyed above the daily din.
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||Can't says that I've ever heard any pleasant tinkling noises from those packing chips - probably because they've been drowned out by my own cursing!
||I hate those $%%$$ things... Anybody who uses them for packing should be made to eat them - the mess they make, and when they find their way inside the objects being shipped 'cos the sender can't be bothered wrapping them....
||So anything that uses up the world's supply of them is + by me
||I think there may be a good idea in here, but I got lost in trying to piece all the footnotes into their proper place. Very confusing...
||Yes, some of my idea descriptions demand almost too much of the reader.
||I have noticed the tinkling sound that you refer to. It's not irritating like rubbing them together is, but I don't find it soothing either. I've been dissolving them in acetone lately, fishing out the blob from the bottom of the container, and sculpting the blob into various things. Last week I took two large styrofoam drinking cups and made two halves of a sphere then melted them together with leftover styrene and made a crude little ball. Like a table tennis ball only twice the size. Bounces like one, too.