Real quickly: Last week, I mentioned the playable Les Paul Google Doodle in the Thursday AI. Apparently, companies around the world lost a total of 10.7 million man hours because so many employees were distracted by the doodle. Glad we could contribute, in some small way, to wasting so much time.
Okay, I came across a story this morning about a Wichita, Kansas woman who, while scoping herself out in a mall dressing room mirror, discovered the word “God” written in her leg veins.
Seems deities, their mothers, and assorted divine sub-creatures have grown tired of appearing in tree rings, water stains, and grilled cheese sandwhiches, and have taken to branding people. Or perhaps the lord is just finally getting around to signing his artwork.
Now despite the fact that the vein-signature is a little vague about which god might have left the message, the woman is sure it’s a sign that god is working through her. Doing what exactly is not clear, though it doesn’t appear that he is teaching a calligraphy class. Sheesh! I wouldn’t bid two bits on this autograph if it came up on eBay.
But since the Afternoon Inquisition is all about you:
Do you have any freckles, moles, pimples, stray hairs, or liver spots that form a picture or words? Have you ever seen, say . . . Carol Channing’s face in a tortilla, Richard Simmons’ face in a urinal cake, etc.? How many of you are thinking, “No, but I’d like to see Carol Channing’s face in my pubic hair,” right now? Richard Simmons’? Is it just me? Any other instances of pareidolia you’ve encountered recently you can share (links to pics are welcome)? In what would you most like to find the image of a face or words?
Ed. to add: I just realized “Taking God’s Name in Vein” would have been a better title. Damn, I’m way off my game.