While I have the second part of my inquiry into the apocalyptic frontier – the program says Lovecraft! Lovecraft! Lovecraft!; and it thinks, Lovecraft! Lovecraft! Lovecraft!, but it slides another name in, of course, and blurs the I am Providence-man into the background, there to load all the depth of information on him that is accumulating in the foreground – while I have this half-thought-and-written-out lying here, I thought I’d have a look and see where theis place’s public agenda seems headed –
I dream, dizzily, that people use search terms like
– weird
– weird ways to raze your neighbors’ noise level
– weird ways to dominate the world with any one of your eight tentacles, single-tentacledly
– How do I raise Lovecraft?
– Necronomicon-beach-set
to find this blog.
And I err. Recurrent terms are rather ones like –
sperm bath [that is Moby Dick, and its sperm whales, lobbing this place into the pornographic]
hogzilla [I blogged only once about a giant sow, I am very sure of it.]
dick chopped off [some pornographic mobster with issues seems to post invisible – to me – posts in this place]
Political Maps of Indonesia [Excuse me? The last I read/reviewed on South East Asia was Marlon Brando’s (not really) Fan-Tan, a novel that hardly qualifies me for political expertise on the region.]
And, the one I like best –
1789 guillotine cartoon
Historical, political, colorful, this is more like a program.