FRIDAY CHUPACABRA BLOGGING

Oops, no chupacabras today, just me. Although there is a strange gigantic tooth sitting on my dining room table that indicates a mysterious cryptozoological visitor or a walrus has mistaken Goblin for the tooth fairy. Do chupacabras have molars? Perhaps I imagined the whole thing because I have been hallucinating lately. I hallucinated an impossible black cat, a malevolent stare, and some wooden pillars doing a hula dance. I also hallucinated that the TiVo remote and some potato and leek soup were not in the places that they actually were, those places being right in front of my face. The other night, I also hallucinated that my eyes were open when they were really closed and that was the same night I woke up screaming, the only time I have ever been known to do that in all my days. I blame it on the mad scientist, who blames himself, as well. Now all of a sudden I don’t have to take a certain of my medications anymore, not because it helped me to transcend its assigned health issues but because whatever elusive help it did provide were by far dwarfed by wacky side effects. Let us declare 2008 the Year Without Wacky Side Effects. By popular demand, all wackiness should be direct and intentional. So say we all.

Today after overmoisturizing I dragged myself to work and boy are my arms tired. So much to do and so little time. I have friends who have decided not to worry so much about to-do lists because the world is ending in five years anyway, but I say that when the antichrist or the ancient Mayans come a-marchin in, they would like to have a tidier reception. Look at those disorganized hippies who shook their tambourines about the Age of Aquarius and then turned into Reaganites, the worst punishment of all.

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Your posts are eerily, eerily full of synchronicity. I’m just home today from an overnight horsepittal stay for my 300th plus Kidney Stone attack where the god complexed, neo nazi Dominican Republic Med School diploma by mail ER hack refused me any pain medication because my pain was “all in my head” until 8 hours later when I passed two stones that until that moment he refused to believe I had. While cursing his very existence and the pathetic state of rural healthcare, I did my share of pain induced hallucinating. But, I am not bitter. No, I merely want rather cute but incompetent Drac. fed to the Chupacabra. Immediately cannot be soon enough for the feeding to begin.

Anyhoo…back to the synchronicity…when I arrived back home, there was a large parcel on my porch that I have been expecting for some time. Two of the most magnificent Maya figures that I have ever owned. I’ve been studying Mezzo American archeology for 30 years and I’ve never seen reproductions approaching the artistry and authenticity of these beauties. I’m totally spellbound and have one heck of a research project to try to find out what all the codes, labels and inscriptions on the bottom actually mean. I do not believe these were ever intended as tourist items.

Too bad I only have 1,812 days to enjoy them. I had already thought of this and calculated the 2012 date earlier this evening

Spooky, spooky, oh whoa, all right
Spooky, oh yea yea
I said Spooky yea yea
(Thank u Atlanta Rhythm Section)

Jeffrey: I am pretty darned eerie, if I do say so myself. I hope your pain has subsided enough, or at least that your hallucinations are interesting.

Also, can you give me the exact date of the end of the world again? I need to put it in my iCal.

Buenos Noches David:

El día supremo de la mala suerte es de Diciembre el 21, 2012

¿Cómo es Goblin?

Jeffrey: I suppose it's a blessing in disguise, as that is just three days shy of my thirtieth birthday.

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