A Christmas Poem

This was written by my Grandmother under the pseudonym "Bea Kay" several years back when she was still actively writing. I have a collection of her poems that have never been published before and am attempting to gather them together into a self-published book. A lot of them were written particularly for her children and grandchildren, so perhaps this would be a great gift to the family next year...

Sad Clown

I was sifting through some old pictures that I scanned for my parents the other day, to see if I could find some old Halloween ones from when I was a kid and found this cute one from when I had to have been about a year and a half or so...

This is clearly not a happy clown...

Obviously I don't remember being dressed up as such, but knowing that I never, as a child or adult, had much tolerance for having my face painted up for Halloween (still don't), that might have contributed to this bought of melancholy...

Of course, having battled depression for years and seeing my other pics as a kid and not really smiling, could be a sign of the fun I would be having with my emotions! Joy

Ah pity da foo...

Not really Halloween related...

  Recently, in World of Warcraft, they added an NPC called Night Elf Mohawk (actually several of them) stationed near the starting area of the various races. By chatting with this Mohawk, he gives you an item to use at your discretion: the Night Elf Mohawk Grenade. By using said Grenade on fellow players, you give all within range the "Mohawked" buff and also a Night Elf Mohawk head. Lasts about an hour or until the next time you die.

A Final Resting Place

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Gahan Wilson

Some of the art of Gahan Wilson was featured on the Golden Age Comic Book Stories blog last month. I just found it and thought it cool. I do remember seeing some of these, possibly in old magazine or on the web in the past. He has a very distinctive style and sense of humor