It’s the full moon once again, for those of you are interested, and equally for those of you who don’t notice these things, or who pay as much attention to them as you would the shape of any particular cloud or the reflection of an attractive body in a pavement puddle. Oh come on, don’t say you weren’t looking up whilst looking down.
Being observant isn’t the same as being suggestible, obviously, but if you can bring both of these qualities to bear at the same instant then you’re really onto something. Those “random” synaptic blasts come up with the craziest shit, like putting a lighter-than-air inert gas on the menu of a NoHo café. Grilled helium cheese, eh, who’d have thunk it?
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Who could resist the perverse potential of looking-glass puddles?
nohoho…
Gas me now, I’m cheesed.
(And here I was just beginning to get my synaptic blasts under control.)