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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

SQUIDS IN

Down w/ Martian Neural-Flu right now and reduced to watching re-runs of "Hogan Knows Best" (loads better and far, far stranger than "Lost", I'm tellin' ya!) while Chris mops my limp, sweat-sodden brow w/ black seedless grapes. Still...I'm totally lovin' that pic of the giant squid over on John Eden's site. ("The eye...the terrible eye....goes rollin' around...") Quite frankly, I don't care whether it's a fake or not...



If it's real, then it's a tribute to the astonishing spectrum of bio-diversity available on Ol' Mutha Earth. We need mind-jolts like this just to turbo-charge our vapid imaginations and remind ourselves of the infinitude of possibilities available in the multiverse. And if it's a fake, then I'm equally awed that someone has actually gone to the bother of creating a giant squid hoax. Another possibility is that its a pre-production snap from a recent straight-to-DVD Z-Movie, in which case, I demand to know what the film is so that I can watch it immediately in my flu-addled state. I will happily swap a double-film DVD-r of "Octopus" and "Octopus 2" for a boot of "Killer Squid Squad" or whatever it's called.



Still, this all prompted a sudden, but not entirely unexpected, outbreak of Squid-God Archtype Worship on the Blogosphere, though that soon devolved down into, er, Octopus Porn and eventually: Lesbian Cthulhu Porn! Phew...if that don't inflate you thrill-starved weirdoes faster'n a water-filled hydro-skeleton, then I don't know what will...