December 8th, 2005
|09:57 am - 1000, Joe Merchant, and a fingernail clipping|
Random note: Only a magician would be this worried about a lost fingernail clipping.
On an even more random note: The entry on Salzberg was my 1,000th LJ entry.
I found Joe Merchant. I'd tell you what happened next, but that'd spoil the story.
Where Is Joe Merchant really is a great book. I was struck by how much it reminded me of the Illuminatus! Trilogy as I was reading yesterday. The book has pretty much everything you could dream of. Just to name a few of the things:
- a woman with green eyes who walks back into Frank's life
- romance and reality
- a woman who comes in contact with alien intelligence while screwing under a telescope
- Alaska and Key West
- a space ship named Cosmic Muffin
- a rock star who couldn't take the life
- a yellow journalist
- a guy who finally did what we all want to do to jet ski's and Hollywood directors: blow them up
- pirates and pirate towns
- Fidel Castro
- an African warlord who's out for blood and a magic scepter
- Hurricanes and sea squalls, and the Bermuda Triangle
And it's all prefectly believeable. At least, I can't say as it'd surprise me.
I think I'll go to Half Price Books today and try and locate Don't Stop the Carnival. I need to get a Norman Paperman fix. Then I'll have to get around to finishing A Salty Piece of Land. But now that I've finished with Frank Bama (with whom I found a good identification), I want to move onto Norman Paperman (with whom I've always had an identification since I first heard of him), and then back to Tully Mars (a hero of mine who turned me onto the only Catholic saint I have any devotion for, St. Barbara). I'm not sure if I'll like Norman or Tully better, but I imagine one of those two will be more. . . I dunno.
Happily ever after, now and then. . . indeed. Understanding that it of vital importance to me.
It's funny, but my longest vacation since I started work here has only left me wanting to be back at it. . . not at all rested and returned to work.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Fruitcakes", -JB
|Date:||December 8th, 2005 06:30 pm (UTC)|| |
I know! I am so impressed. I would like to go to a voudon rite very much.
Ironically, I myself have never really worked with it; my MOM happens to be the one who has a voodoo doll.
Go figure THAT one out!
The song also sounds a bit like it's about female 'witches' in general:
"Beware women who don't falter when they pick up scissors or a knife
Who know the names of poison plants, the purpose of each star,
The absolute anatomy of life..."
|Date:||December 8th, 2005 06:35 pm (UTC)|| |
I thought, for a bit, to try it out, and see where it went. Then I realized that it's not a religion you pay half-assed attention to. Do it, or do nothing, I generally say. It doesn't really mesh with much else.
Besides, it's not something that belongs to me in any way, nor do I belong to it.
Just because I believe it's a bunch of hocus pocus doesn't mean I'm going to mess with it.
That last bit sounds like the Havamal:
"Shun a woman wise in magic,
Her bed and her embraces:"