Good work fellas! I give 'Pest Control' five severed extremities up!

In other news, I am currently temping for a prominent 'drygoods' importer/distributor in the western 'burbs. I get to watch a re-enactment of the Blues Brothers opening sequence and the Blade Runner opening sequence every morning! (oil refineries and other such petrolly goodness viewed from the train.)

It's kinda funny going into your kitchen and getting out the garlic and going "wait a minute ... I recognise that tracking number!" funny sad/scary funny, as opposed to funny comedy festival funny.

anyone going to the peace picnic garden party thingy on sunday? or the other rally stuff? i might go and put in some hours for "Bob".

also: fake lezzo pop tarts they might be, but after being thoroughly indoctrinated by the radio at work being permanently tuned to 101.1 I can only say: hubba. Also, their songs sound better when they're shrieked out in the original russian: http://tatu.ru/

I am Shub-Niggurath! Shub-Niggurath is often called the "Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young", and is the force of creation, life, evolution/mutation. She represent the force of the one universal constant (ie change) on the biological. She is often envisioned as a dark, low lying cloud, with goat's hooves with numerous tenticles writhing from within. Her rites are best performed during a New Moon, or on Mid-Summer's Eve.

Which Great Old One are you?

(The site's full of spelling errors: I wonder if the awesome power and energy channelled by the foul deities featured therein are somehow warping the minds of the authors. In the same way Messers. Bush Blair and, oh, that other one, the short one with the wispy eyebrows, what's his name ... H_____ , I dare not say it out loud ... )