Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Candy Floss and iPod Knight

I told a friend on cyberspace last night, that the weather is the cause of breaking down my writing machine. He said I was being difficult, unwilling to compromise with the cooling system. I appreciate that insight, really I do. At one point of our conversation he said, "Hey, you are moving!", which I presumed he was moved by some of the lines I'd written (I did a little analysis on his X predicament). He actually meant I was getting my rhythm back in writing, thus my writing machine. Egotism and folly goes hand in hand. And, which also meant I was being a tad self-absorbed when I made that presumption earlier.

He was recounting an incident to me, my mind yielded to the Middle Ages; I put him in the light of a knight. The nature of his profession required certain chivalrous elements, a heart of empathy and a keen consciousness of serving the less privileged.

The ladies who had worked with him on several projects were enamoured with his chivalrous ways. Being in close contact with him on a daily basis, and tucked away on a little exotic locale or island is less of work and more of romantic inklings. By exotic island I don't mean Sentosa, it is not real, but it takes the crown as drag queen of synthetic islands. Now, I risk the predictable consequences for saying this, but I might have been caught under his spell too, if I were in their shoes. Thus, the phrase Men At Work is actually very sexy.

I've had opportunities of observing men at work on the sly, and the word sexy just overtake their form, without them realising it, and that's the whole point. It is so much more meaningful that way, and close to watching The Making Of Candy Floss. Spun sugar is just another form of sugar, but so much more exciting than a bed of crystallised ones. It is hard to take your eyes off the candy machine, as slowly and surely a larger-than-your-head soft spun sugar becomes pink and fluffy. An eye candy is formed, and the big fluffy pink thing is sent off as a commodity at the circus or fair, for people like me to indulge.

Observing men at work is not a passive activity unlike watching television. So *Seth, may I watch you work while sipping a Pina Colada at whichever exotic locale you would be next? Retrospectively, I don''t blame those ladies.

Note: To make sense out of my title for this note besides the obvious candy floss, *Seth simply takes his iPod very seriously.


*Seth's real name has been changed to protect his identity. The last time when I wrote something along this context, it caused quite a stir among my female friends and some men. Here is the link to the first part of my Dreamboat saga: http://gravely-euphemistic.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-dreamboat.html

Till the next Dreamboat or Knight.

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