Ok, so yesterday I'm looking thru' my bookshelf for a decent book to read & I see Richard Brautigan's 'The Hawkline Monster' which is one of my favorites. This is a book that makes end-runs around technical convention, just like Burroughs' Naked Lunch, just like Ballard's Atrocity Exhibition, just like RAW's Schroedinger's Cat trilogy. All of a sudden I think 'I've had this book for 10 years & I know nothing about Brautigan'. So I look him up on the internets. I learn a) he shot himself in '84, and b) he's got a daughter named Ianthe. So I file it in the brainbox & forget about it. 10 minutes ago, I read the update on Robot Wisdom blog, & there's a link to Susie Bright's Hunter Thompson tribute. Within a few paragraphs it mentions Ianthe Brautigan & her father's suicide. I have been online since '97 & never come across a direct reference to Brautigan, so far as I am aware. One time, when I had a blog, I posted about giant squid. I was then on the phone to a friend in California, he says 'I'm just readin your blog post about squid,' then he chokes and says 'you gotta be kidding! I just looked at your squid post, turned around to flip on the tv, and there's a squid on screen, it's some nature show.. I had no idea it was on..' Tell me your synchronicity stories, if you can recall them. I know there's something going on with this shit, but I don't know what.
Always record your synchronicities: I suppose this is a Curious George. Synchronicity. You know it. Suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone will say 'plate', or 'shrimp', or 'plate o' shrimp' out of the blue. No explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either.