I’ve always known he was a pianist, I’ve always known he plays there sometimes. I've heard him play. Come Friday night, despite being robbed of our original table, we were seated somewhere behind. Unplanned, he was in full view. Conclusion: Sheer brilliance. He literally threw his fingers all over the piano like an ace, jammed with the drummer (who was also good, but that’s not the point here..) and he could light his cig AND smoke it during. I was smitten!!! What is IT with musicians that makes them so damned attractive… To me anyway. I especially love it when after they finish, they’d just sit with their buddies and chat away; looking like any Tom, Dick or Harry.
Everyone can look like anyone – until you know something about them that makes them uncommon to you.
Yesterday the four of us was reaching the end of our afternoon tea when I suggested that we prolong our outing and amuse ourselves with something different. It was about 5 p.m. and my idea was to enjoy the rest of the afternoon. A walk in the Lake Gardens? No takers. They stared at me as if I grew a third eye just by suggesting that. Oookay. Surprisingly, they were game for the second idea, and off to the zoo we went.
Not much changed since my last visit. A baby giraffe was so beautifully gorgeous that I felt like taking him home just to see my cat’s reaction to it. Hehehe.. I think I’ll definitely enjoy the shock in Sumo’s face; taking in the existence of a baby giraffe.. hehehe. Must annoy Sumo more.
Come sundown the mosquitoes, though definitely not the for-show zoo inhabitants, were enjoying a buffet spread on my legs. Grr.. Must put insect repellant in bag. Uhmm.. what the heck for, really.. It’s not like we make a point to roam around some wooded areas during Maghrib anyway. Oh no.. Is there really some hantu beruk??
A stop at the restaurant for a smoke, drink and nibble, off we went to catch the 8:30 p.m. show. There HAD to be a python kan. A supergigantic thing. I DO NOT like snakes. DO NOT. Each time I think of them I feel all geli geleman. Euw.. I see the giant wrapped around his trainer’s leg and body and neck, my automatic reaction is to cringe and shiver and desperately look elsewhere.
I don’t know what possessed me at the end of the show that I had the urge to be friendly with the giant. By friendly I mean a loving touch -- all of 2 seconds. That’s friendly enough...
Half a meter away, its skin was actually quite beautiful -– shades of grey and blue with bits of gold. The python’s skin felt quite cold, firm, smooth and scaly. Kinda like a lawyer. Hahhahahahaaa.
It felt like touching a big firm fish, without the wet bit (noooo!!! :p). It wasn’t as bad as how I pictured it.
Small to some, THAT was progress enough for me :)
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5 comments:
hala so kewl, u getting beranier by the day. Good for you
try carryin a burmese boa on yr neck and take a photo with it
hasnadi
halaaa
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hmm i've to see n be friendly wit the boa first
i dont like snakes...period!!!
i had fun! yay!
pretty
anon
seein other people scramblin when they realised where the snake was -- priceless.. hehee
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