~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Wolfy ~ Fuzzbutt #3My little dog ~ a heartbeatat my feet
Sparky the Fuzzbutt - PT's DOTD 8/3/2010
RIP 2/28/1999~10/9/2012Myndi the Fuzzbutt - Mom's DOTD - Everyday
RIP 1/24/1996~8/9/2013
Ellie - Mom to the Fuzzbuttz
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To know just when the hands will stop - on what day, or what hour.
Now is the only time you have, so live it with a will -
Don't wait until tomorrow - the hands may then be still.
~~~~true author unknown~~~~
We usually steamed 'em, then chopped 'em up and made stuffed clams, with the big ones. We'd often clean and save the shells for later use, they make good little "dishes" or they'd go out to the compost heap!
I've Been Frosted
I lived for about a year and a half in an apartment on Angell St. in a house that had once been the home of famed Providence resident H.P. Lovecraft!
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
598/600 Angell St.? I don't remember tour buses then, but maybe I just wasn't around at the right times.
I had the strangest roommates in that house-
“They seemed to be enormous, iridescent cones, about ten feet high and ten feet wide at the base, and made up of some ridgy, scaly, semi-elastic matter. From their apexes projected four flexible, cylindrical members, each a foot thick, and of a ridgy substance like that of the cones themselves. These members were sometimes contracted almost to nothing, and sometimes extended to any distance up to about ten feet. Terminating two of them were enormous claws or nippers. At the end of a third were four red, trumpet-like appendages. The fourth terminated in an irregular yellowish globe some two feet in diameter and having three great dark eyes ranged along its central circumference. Surmounting this head were four slender grey stalks bearing flower-like appendages, whilst from its nether side dangled eight greenish antennae or tentacles. The great base of the central cone was fringed with a rubbery, grey substance which moved the whole entity through expansion and contraction.”
All I could say when I came home was: “Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!”
I did go see his grave in Swan Point Cemetery at one point. There were little plastic lizards and other creepy-crawlies on it.
H.P. Lovecraft, gone but not forgotten!
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
No bus, WALKING tours -- self guided, and some have Guides who talk as you go.
http://www.hplovecraft.com/creation/sites/rhode.asp
http://www.hplovecraft.com/creation/sites/walktour.asp
Listing from 2009:
http://www.film-festival.org/HPLovecraft09.php
Thought you would enjoy this website NAME (quahog.org!)as well as a tidbit from the page:
http://quahog.org/attractions/index.php?id=3
A Sixty-Year Rest Disturbed
Although it is nearby, Lovecraft's body does not actually lie beneath his donated headstone, a fact that was evidently unknown to the person or persons who, on the night of October 13, 1997, apparently tried to dig him up.
.
I must have led more of a sheltered life than I thought. I lived in RI till I was 18, and never heard of H P Lovecraft before this thread - and I had aunts and uncles in Providence.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Wolfy ~ Fuzzbutt #3My little dog ~ a heartbeatat my feet
Sparky the Fuzzbutt - PT's DOTD 8/3/2010
RIP 2/28/1999~10/9/2012Myndi the Fuzzbutt - Mom's DOTD - Everyday
RIP 1/24/1996~8/9/2013
Ellie - Mom to the Fuzzbuttz
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To know just when the hands will stop - on what day, or what hour.
Now is the only time you have, so live it with a will -
Don't wait until tomorrow - the hands may then be still.
~~~~true author unknown~~~~
Copyright © 2001-2013 Pet of the Day.com
Bookmarks