This is a fairly accurate illustration of how my mind works like 90% of the time:
I’m chilling at home on a Saturday night after a long-ass week and also a long-ass (but really good) day. I go online, mostly to goof off & blow off steam. I’m kinda half-watching an episode of Torchwood in one Firefox window and looking at tumblr and facebook. A friend posts a video of Loretta Lynn’s unintentionally hilarious Crisco ads from the 80s on his facebook wall and I completely lose it laughing. And then, of course, because I have, uh, certain associations with Crisco, I have to google “crisco + catacombs” and see what happens. And I proceed to find this gem of an essay (it is a gem in terms of historical/cultural perspective, I mean) about the Catacombs that Jack Fritscher wrote for Drummer magazine in 1978. And I am so happy! And I also can’t decide if I’m a nerdy pervert or a perverse nerd. I suppose I should not limit myself to false dichotomies. ;)
Also, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for places like The Center for Sex & Culture, because they have an archive that probably has this exact 1978 issue of Drummer, and I can go touch it with my bare hands during library hours.