weird shit

this morning while showering the following came to me, and i wrote it down as part of the intro to Something I've Been Meaning To Write:

In college I read a lot of Leary.  A lot of Leary and a lot of Wilson.  Leary
when I wanted to hear about drugs, Wilson when I wanted to hear about 
drugs and blowjobs.  Mostly, I didn't want to hear about drugs and 
blowjobs, only drugs, because, while I was getting neither at the time, 
it seemed to me that at least the drugs were within the realm of possibility.

The "Wilson" is, of course, Robert Anton Wilson, who introduced me to the very Law of Fives after which this category is named, and based upon which I have structured my life, including the date for the commencement of my eternal bondage. Additionally, RAW introduced me to the idea of "synchronicity": a term coined by Jung to denote a meaningful coincidence that has a low probability of being a random event.

Over the short span of My Life So Far, I've encountered many fives, many twenty threes, and many many synchronicities.

Including this one, dated not much longer after my moment of showery inspiration.

not enough law-of-fives for you? how about this: RAW will be the second (2) person in three (3) days I've helped out monetarily.