Wednesday, June 01, 2005

From the weird nostalgia vault

The tale of Garzon the Lobster God, as related by Fred Snyder. I had forgotten about my Garzonian Papacy.

1 comment:

  1. Mom, from time to time, finds some lobster-themed
    tchotchkie and presents it to me in the name of Garzon. The last being a copper cake pan, of 3-and-a -half cups volume, whose troublesome aspect is that it is hung tail-topmost. I recall the icon as displayed rampant, with claws topmost. Now, I admit, I had posited an Anti-Garzon in my collage " Secret Mystic Power," but is this a sign I should become an adherent?

    (This post is dedicated to H.P.L. and A.E.W.)