Monthly Archive for March, 2010

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Granny O'Grimm's Sleeping Beauty

I’m so embarrassed that this got enough mainstream exposure that it was on the Oscars and I didn’t know about it. Well here I am posting a link to the Oscar-nominated animated short in an attempt to make it up to you, my readers. This is a work of beauty. Directed by Nicky Phelan, produced by Brown Bag Films, and written/voiced by Kathleen O’Rourke. Via

Pinup of the Week: Weird Tales November 1934

Queen of the Lilin
the story of a gloriously beautiful and evil ghost-woman
by E. HOFFMANN PRICE

S. Gordon Gurwit
Kirk Mashburn
Paul Ernst

Margaret Brundage cover.

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Mmmmmm. Delicious Grickle

By far the most beautiful installment yet, Channels. Want more information?

Previously: New Grickle. Mmmmmmmmm.

Monster Alphabet: C is for Crow Robot

Now this is exactly what I’m talking about today when I say that the world is going to hell in a handbasket. What these kids today lack is IMAGINATION. Somebody goes to the trouble of making a crowbot, but all it really does is talk to crows. Here are some ideas:

  1. Make a crow robot army. Preferably one whose members are capable of flight. And with cruel-looking talons.
  2. Make a crowbot that can gather and command a crow army.
  3. Build a crowbot that visits mad, doomed artists, or orphans and menaces them silently from trees, or something like a sculptured bust above a chamber door.

The person who made this does get extra points for making it cool looking. And I love the hat. I would wear a hat like that. Click here for the hat: Gizmodo.

The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.
I ated Tinkerbell.

Fhtagn Spoken Here.

... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft




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