If Pazuzu rolls up on whoever visits this blog, it's because I'm unleashing a tornado of cardinal air in a certain balance against a century's worth of garbage. But seriously, folks, my guess is that Pazuzu doesn't mind a sense of absurdity accompanying his arrival, because it portends something serious, and wind demon-ish. And tomorrow there will be more, and perhaps I'll get Captain Howdy to show up too. I grew up with Jason Miller, literally.
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