Ok, this didn’t start out being about parasites.
It started out with my fixation on two art pieces that cbullitt got me interested in.
1) An angelic eco-tard freezing in the arctic wastes (believe me, it’d have some artistic value/merit, even as bad as it sounds)
2) Hungry Bear ™ TV Dinners – Eco-tard in a parka, iced seal-sushi, and hockey-stick pudding
But as I was searching for inspiration I ran across an article on parasites, which (and cbullitt will laugh at this) I thought of him. No, he’s not a parasite, but it is funny to say it sarcastically. He’s actually my muse. My twisted and psychotic muse.
I must continually fight the temptation to sidetrack. Running around on the internet will take one down many winding and otherwise hidden paths. One such path was the blog of a ocean-biology writer’s blog. And there I learned about a certain barnacle. Two words…
Damn. DAMN.
I mean, this is enough to make your testes shrivel up and fall off.
Parasites are nasty things. (Discover magazine)
D-d-d-d-d-DAMN.
