This Lava Lamp Looks Like A Flourescent Penis

As if the conically shaped lava lamps weren't phallic enough, there are now lava lamps that seem to have a little tip at the top of the lamp. I know this because, Sebastian, the oldest boy in the family, has just received one from one of his friends. The whole family seems to like it, so much so that they placed it right in the middle of the fucking coffee table. It's dusk now, I'm lazy so I haven't turned on the lights, except that the iridescent phallus hasn't been turned off from the night before. Which leaves me...wait...yep, basking in the luminescence of a three foot high cock. If this post were literarily worthy at all some people might read this as my libido being out of control. No this is a crappy blog. Its literal.

I'm really not sure what to think of the lamp. It really annoys me but the family loves it. I've tried to hold back, but I think everyone has been able to sense my displeasure with it. But it's so shiny that it is easy to have your attention focused onto the lamp. It's the bane of my existence.

I've really been surprised at the lifespan somethings can have. Earlier today I heard an old Lionel Ritchie (or some other old soul dude) and I seriously hadn't heard it in... I don't know how long (outside of its joke inclusion into recent movies). Its made me a believer in Chemistry, that old idea that something cannot disappear or that you can't make something from nothing. A little cruder than a text book might give you but you get the picture.

It seems like there are certain things that seem to have stuck (or coincidentally recycled at this moment) in Chile that I really haven't had too many encounters with. The mullet being one. I saw it in Spain, but it seems to be making a resurgence in Chile as well. Since I cut off my own mullet at the tender age of 12, I've never understood them. I always thought they were hair's circumcision. You got to cut 'em off young before its too late.