03 July 2006

And I Will Overhear Their Conference

There's a new phenomenon that's been popping up on my radar recently. It hasn't been named yet, but I'll work that out soon enough.

This is the way it works:

The light seems to bend itself around a guy, depending on how hot he is. Or maybe the light bending is only a side effect of some electromagnetic change or field that forms around a hot guy's body, again, depending on — maybe even fueled by — his level of hotness.

Regardless of how it happens, the result is what's interesting. Anyone standing in close proximity to the hot person is rendered invisible.

It's been proved out in field test. Walking down the street with Topher tends to turn one invisible, as the hungry eyes of passers-by slide over his companion in their haste to rest on him. And — independent confirmation — sitting at a table next
to a big-muscled sketching artist will also render one invisible to passers-by the big picture window in which one sits writing. It's happening right now.

These observations are moot, now. When one is off the market, one shouldn't be strategizing how to avoid being caught in the Hot Guy Invisibility Field.

But now it has a name.

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