From the ages of about eight to thirteen, I was more or less surgically attached to a library. For us old folks, the library was our internet, except that it was made out of paper. Completely unlike the current internet, the mainstay of the library wasn’t porn, but the librarian. Neither sexy nor scantily clad, the librarian was usually an older woman whose temperament ranged somewhere from genial to dour. Ordinarily you could find her behind her desk or dutifully pushing her trolley along, re-shelving books. I highly suspect her cologne was a subtle Eau de Book Paste.
One thing for sure, they never built them like Chainsaw Sally.
While I undoubtedly love the Halloween season, I have to say, almost nothing comes close to the feeling you get on Christmas morning. Even as an adult, I still feel the magic in the air whether it was walking through the early morning calm or waking to the sound of frantic present opening. Of course, opening presents was one of – if not the – favorite part. Tearing through the pretty colored paper, wide-eyed, and opening the box to reveal…
The fading days of summer have just turned out to be an absolute Tentacle-palooza. First, we had the announcement of the DVD release of the Lovecraftian “Closet Space”, Then there was the blockbuster announcement of Guillermo Del Toro and James Cameron teaming up to do “At the Mountains of Madness”. Now, we have news that October will also see the release of Kaare Andrews’ What-The-Hell-Is-That-In-The-Clouds “Altitude”.