Friday Fives

The last paragraphs of the five blog entries I might have made over the last two weeks had I been posessed of more forgiving taskmasters

1. "Certainly, I give Nickelodeon full right to fill their programming schedule with all manner of Thelemite wickedness, but they could at least cite their sources! Not everyone is going to recognize the dogma of Aleister Crowley, especially if it is sung by a besweatered hallucination."

2. "Let them have their 'Fryolators' and their 'grilles'! Heaven knows I shouldn't object to people using ridiculous, unwieldy, or culturally inappropriate words, but, Good Heavens,  leave the apostrophe out of it."

3. "Who knows? One day that bug, or the son of that bug, might come back for revenge. The death of his clan will be on our heads, and none of us will be able to stand against a united insect army with blood lust in their eyes."

4. "I still can't rid myself of the compulsion to cut into my leg, though. Slice through that thin layer of skin and finally squeeze out what unknown mass sits there, just under the skin, festering."

5. "I hear it yet, that screeching sound of metal on metal. Though dead and buried, the ghost of those tortured drums haunts me. I hear them in their death throes every time I brake at a stop light. My sanity is at sake! I cannot! Will not! Must not...drive that mini-van again."

Comments

[Shawn]

I wonder if the urge to perform self-surgery without anesthesia is a treatable condition?

[Marcus Aurelius]

This was a particular favorite. It's fun to conjecture what might have accompanied these snipits.

A few questions

I don't have "The Cable" so I am unfamiliar with much of its programing. To which besweatered hallucination might you be refering? And how many licks *does* it take to get to the center that cannot hold?

Do what thou will. Trog.

[Dean]

In number one, I would be (if I had actually been able to write that particular blog) referring to the toddler media juggernaut "Blue's Clues." And while most would hold that Blue and friends are the hallucinations of Joe, I believe that the "Blue" universe is the waking dream of Side Table Drawer, and Joe (who wears sweaters) is entirely hallucinatory.

As to the licks, I believe Yeats, in later years, said it came to a total of seven.