MOTHMAN: HARBINGER OF DOOOOOM!
Sep. 22nd, 2005 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, Alex and I have been listening to this radio show that we affectionately call "Conspiracy Theory Radio." I can't remember the host's name, but he has all of these callers who tell him about the aliens/ghosts/Bigfeet/complicated quantum equations that they've been in contact with. Today, he had a caller that talked about how "heightened pituitary glands" allow people to communicate with the "being of ultimate love." When the caller mentioned this "being of ultimate love," Alex, doing his very best Barry White impersonation, remarked, "Oh, yeah." Yes, folks. Barry White is God, the Being of Ultimate Love. But you can't talk to him unless your pituitary gland is heightened. I expect they'll have surgery for that kind of thing in a few years.
Tonight's show also featured a discussion about Mothman. Apparently, there were sightings of Mothman shortly before Hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Rita, as well as other disastrous natural phenomenon. According to the show's host, Mothman tends to appear before events of immense devastation. Thus, Mothman's fluttering wings spell doom for humanity. I, personally, have never seen Mothman. I suppose he chooses not to show himself to me and my ilk.
After we arrived home (with this show still on), Alex pointed out that someone was playing with a searchlight--we could see the light flashing among the clouds. I joked that it was actually a UFO. I didn't hear Barry White, so it couldn't have been the Being of Ultimate Love.
Other than the joys of Conspiracy Theory Radio, today was very productive. We finally went to the dump, and we also transferred a large roll of carpet from my mom-in-law's garage to my parents' garage. Yay! We also went out to dinner with my parents and my brother, and now I am full. Full, full, full.
Tomorrow, Alex and I go to Olympia. We shall do this after I have my rescheduled driving lesson. My driving instructor is absolutely awesome and not at all mad at me for flaking out on Wednesday.
I acquired Thud! by Terry Pratchett today. In one hour, I have read almost half of it. Alex was stunned when I showed him how far I've gotten.
"One evening, after a trying day, he'd tried the Vimes street version:
Where's my daddy?
Is that my daddy?
He goes "Bugrit! Millennium hand and shrimp!"
He is Foul Ol' Ron!
No, that's not my daddy!"
I must purchase Where's My Cow? next week.
Tonight's show also featured a discussion about Mothman. Apparently, there were sightings of Mothman shortly before Hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Rita, as well as other disastrous natural phenomenon. According to the show's host, Mothman tends to appear before events of immense devastation. Thus, Mothman's fluttering wings spell doom for humanity. I, personally, have never seen Mothman. I suppose he chooses not to show himself to me and my ilk.
After we arrived home (with this show still on), Alex pointed out that someone was playing with a searchlight--we could see the light flashing among the clouds. I joked that it was actually a UFO. I didn't hear Barry White, so it couldn't have been the Being of Ultimate Love.
Other than the joys of Conspiracy Theory Radio, today was very productive. We finally went to the dump, and we also transferred a large roll of carpet from my mom-in-law's garage to my parents' garage. Yay! We also went out to dinner with my parents and my brother, and now I am full. Full, full, full.
Tomorrow, Alex and I go to Olympia. We shall do this after I have my rescheduled driving lesson. My driving instructor is absolutely awesome and not at all mad at me for flaking out on Wednesday.
I acquired Thud! by Terry Pratchett today. In one hour, I have read almost half of it. Alex was stunned when I showed him how far I've gotten.
"One evening, after a trying day, he'd tried the Vimes street version:
Where's my daddy?
Is that my daddy?
He goes "Bugrit! Millennium hand and shrimp!"
He is Foul Ol' Ron!
No, that's not my daddy!"
I must purchase Where's My Cow? next week.
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Date: 2005-09-23 05:40 am (UTC)Wish I could remember the name of the host, it's on the tip of my brain.
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Date: 2005-09-23 06:07 am (UTC)Stupid Australian bookstores not getting it until the end of October mutter mutter mutter.
Stop reading it so fast, though, or you'll run out of it before you know it. :D
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Date: 2005-09-23 11:20 am (UTC)They actually made a movie about the Mothman a few years back about the Silver Bridge Disaster... funny to hear that he is still haunting the West Virginia woods to this day.
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Date: 2005-09-23 03:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-24 03:29 am (UTC)It is tradition up in West Virginia that he inhabits the old TNT plant near Point Pleasant, West Virginia. It was a complex that held high explosives during World War II. He was first sighted in 1966 and continued to fly and frighten the populace until December of 1967 (just before Christmas) when the Silver Bridge that connected West Virginia with Ohio collapsed killing 42 people. The traffic light was out on the end of the bridge, which caused traffic to back up all the way across. The bridge could not take the strain and collapsed. People on both sides of the river could hear the cries for help but couldn't do anything because of the extremely swift current and the frigid waters. People said that the Mothman was a harbinger of that disaster.
http://www.prairieghosts.com/moth.html The foregoing link can tell you more about it if you really want to know.
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Date: 2005-09-25 03:24 am (UTC)In appearance, he sounds a bit like Arthur (from The Tick), only scarier.