One Wish

If I had one wish, it would be that Weston, Ransom and the Queen of Perelandra were characters so rooted in the social psyche that their names would be shorthand for the essence of things.

It has been two years since I last read Perelandra, and I only need to recall the issue of Weston for the hair to stand up on my arms.

If I had two wishes, I'd wish for three more wishes with my second wish. Then I'd wish for a really good friend whose main attribute is that he can grant wishes upon request (yes, that's only one wish.) Then I'd wish for the Iowa State Cyclones to win the rest of their games this season. Then I'd wish for fifteen back-up wishes in case my new friend and I have a falling out.

I am a very inefficient wisher.