A couple of weeks ago, I commented on how sometimes you see things that are completely innocuous, but which appear to you as perverse, horrifying and incontrovertible proof of your own mental illness.
Sometimes the converse happens, and you find that something you’ve looked at daily for months is hiding an image so foul that, when you finally notice it, you can’t believe it didn’t just reach out and slap you.
For example: this image from my as-yet-unchanged 2008 calendar that hangs behind my Web cam, which for weeks I only half-saw as a neat speculative biomechanical etching until I finally really, really looked at it… meaning on the net positive side that I no longer need to investigate the apparent color fault in Skype that made my parents appear to be deeply red when we video conferenced.
In short: I am a blind idiot, and H.R. Giger is a bastard.
[tags]dark humor, satire[/tags]
I don’t see it. Unless you’re refering to the GINORMOUS ALIEN DEATH WANG that seems to somehow be passing STRAIGHT THROUGH THE HIDEOUS BIOMECHANICAL VAJAYJAY.
But there’s no way you missed that, right?
Right?
@Lance Manion – Sorry for the lateness of my reply; I’ve been busy lobbying U2’s record label to recall No Line On The Horizon and re-title it STRAIGHT THROUGH THE HIDEOUS BIOMECHANICAL VAJAYJAY. It won’t improve the music, but it will double the sales.