Uncle Hyena (unclehyena) wrote,
Uncle Hyena
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Green Eyed Jack

Several years ago, Dementia bought a styrofoam Jack-o-Lantern at a post Hallow E'en sale, and set it up in the living room. It had a small red light bulb down in its depths, and we hooked it in tandem with a small floor lamp on a switched outlet. It quickly became the first light on that level to be turned on in the morning, and the last light turned off at night. With the sort of cultivated eccentricity that is typical of our household, I started saying, "Good morning, Jack," when I turned the thing on, and "Good night, Jack," when I turned it off.

Over time, we have come to regard Jack as the embodiment of the house's guardian spirits; the line has become, "Good night, Jack; keep an eye out," as I leave for work in the evening, and I make a point of telling Jack when we will be back if we are gone overnight. As I said, cultivated eccentricity.

Entropy marches on. Jack's bulbs need to be replaced from time to time, and the other day I came home, took off and hung up my coat, put away my shoes... And turned to face a familiar Jack-o-Lantern with its apertures glowing a bright, cheerful green. Blinky the three-eyed fish would have been right at home.

Creeped me right the hell out, I tell you.

It turns out that Dementia had found a package of correct sized bulbs in assorted colors, and being Dementia, thought that green would be a nice change. And I can't really object to the effect on aesthetic grounds, it's just... Yeah. Blinky the three eyed fish.

I am not sure this is within my ability to adapt. I'm also not sure it's a good idea from a theoretical magic point of view.

And it STILL creeps me right the hell out.

Uncle Hyena
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