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When I’m not listening<\/a> to Accuradio<\/a> at work, the wee leetle iPod<\/a>, it is on the shuffle. Like all other gadget-addicted fruit-lovers<\/a>, I marvel at how the seemingly random is the utterly awesome, since I like every tune that gets served up, every time.<\/p>\n\n This, despite the fact that I<\/em> am the one who chose to load all my favorite songs on to Suitable iPod<\/a> in the first place, thus making me an ingrate for feeling so much wonder at what I, not shuffle, hath wrought. Maybe it’s the timing of it all, i.e. how the perfect song always seems to play at the exact moment it should? How else to explain why Depeche Mode’s<\/a> “Master and Servant” blares when I’m reading about Dick Cheney and Dubya… \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n\n Anyway, I’ve heard the song which inspires this week’s nanofiction<\/a> orgy 2-3 times a day, every day this week thanks to shuffling. It’s one of my favorite joints of all time, in part because I sweat Natalie Merchant’s voice so so very much. So, since I already had mancandy<\/a> on the brain and there is ALWAYS candy in my tummy, this week is dedicated to sweet stuff, which seems especially apposite when baskets everywhere are being filled with goodies<\/a> which will make dentists rich in a few months.<\/p>\n\n Write about sugar<\/a>, peeps<\/a>, sour patch kids<\/a> or that totem of my childhood which is pictured to the left, Cadbury fruit and nut. I’ve had everything from Hershey’s to handmade, exorbitantly-priced truffles and no chocolate is more delicious or makes me feel more loved; if it’s from England (where it tastes better!) I feel positively adored<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n Write 55 words (exactly 55 words, no need to be Hemingway<\/a>) inspired by the lyrics<\/a> to “Candy Everybody Wants<\/em>” or about your own sugar-fix in the comments below. If you are in a salty mood, disregard the weekly theme. We just want to read, so get typing. When I’m not listening to Accuradio at work, the wee leetle iPod, it is on the shuffle. Like all other gadget-addicted fruit-lovers, I marvel at how the seemingly random is the utterly awesome, since I like every tune that gets … Continue reading
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<\/p>\n\nif lust and hate is the candy
\nif blood and love tastes so sweet
\nthen we give ’em what they want<\/blockquote>\n\nhey, hey, give ’em what they want<\/blockquote>\n\n
so their eyes are growing hazy
\n‘cos they wanna turn it on
\nso their minds are soft and lazy
\nwell, hey, give ’em what they want<\/blockquote>\n\nif lust and hate is the candy
\nif blood and love tastes so sweet
\nthen we give ’em what they want<\/blockquote>\n\nso their eyes are growing hazy
\n‘cos they wanna turn it on
\nso their minds are soft and lazy
\nwell… who do you want to blame?
\nhey, hey, give ’em what they want<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"