When Robin and I go away somewhere, we take beautiful photographs … well, mostly, he does, while I point out things that would make nice photographs, then assist him with comments like, “not that rock, this rock!” and “hurry, you’re losing the light!”. We end up with lots of scenery, rocks, shells, and wildlife pictures, with a few of us in the mix, looking sometimes goofy, and other times mercifully attractive – from a certain angle and a certain light.
One more reason Sandra is my best friend is that , when she goes on holidays, she brings back photos like these, which make my inbox smile, and which offer great gift ideas for that special someone in your life who already has (almost) everything.
So it appears that Cthulu has opened a shop! I was concerned that the cult monsters would be out of work, with the economic problems in the U.S. the past few years.
No doubt they sell “spiritual” baubles, which is great, because I’ve been needing one of these creepy statuettes:
This Cthulu idol is from here.

Of course he arrives in 3 pieces … When is the last time any of us saw a fully intact zombie? I think this is what Sandra is getting me for Christmas. Can’t wait!
For those of you who enjoy carrolling, this makes a great accompaniment to your zombie lawn ornament:
Don’t tell Sandra, because it’s a surprise, but I’ve ordered her a personal Cthulu Santa for Christmas. Hopefully, the big sweetie can help her with things around the house, discipline the teenager, and maybe take the Pit Bull out for walkies.
I think she’ll be thrilled. I just hope no one else thought of it first. And I hope that he doesn’t get too pissed off that I shipped him economy freight. I’d hate to have him come out of his shipping crate all scratchy and growly.
This particular Cthulu snap is from The Church of the SubGenius, but the hat is a present from me.
Good luck with your own shopping – mine’s all done!