we were talking about The Fetish Monster: for some people, it’s a gigantic looming leviathan that completely dominates your train of thought, distracting you incessantly…mine is more of a little imp, whispering sweet nothings in your ear about going back to the chair, even when it’s not even time. This one starting coming around when i was in junior high. i’ve always really liked him, although at first, he was really insistent. probably because i wasn’t joining in. it WAS the mid-70’s, you know….nowadays i let him run wild.