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Thursday, October 24, 2013

The Thing Horror


By H.P. Woodcraft

The story I’m about to tell is so horrifying, you couldn’t believe how much sweat you could produce from sheer fear, is what I’m saying. First of all, it was a full moon, so even though it was a spooky night (the “dead of night” to coin a frightening phrase) you could still see and what you saw had that sort of chilling glow particular to stuff lit by moonlight. Plus if you looked away still out of the corner of your eye there was a… presence, and a luminescent one to boot.


The date was 196—, my name is J— C—, and this took place in the town of G—, on the C— of I—, next to t— — of —. But I’ve said too much already d— me!


What’s that! Nothing. It’s nothing — a cat stumbling over a besotted burgher of my cursed town. Only this and not much more — my nerves are shattered, as will yours be, Mr or Ms Casual Reader All This Has Nothing To Do With Me Please Let Go Of My Sleeve! Soon you’ll be laughing out the other side of your face, inwardly, with madness, as I often do, when I think about…

The Thing From Horror!

I had been warned — I can’t say I wasn’t warned! — by the town’s withered crone at my ankle, scratching, clawing, fixing me with her one great eyeball, held up to my whitened-from-fear visage. Just that sight alone would’ve made you plotz, but then, when I walked down the cellar stairs even though everyone was yelling “don’t go down the feckin’ stairs!” I found, in a dark and creepy, spiderweb enshrouded corner, behind a freight crate marked, ominously, “DO NOT LOOK BEHIND THIS CRATE,” something so awful I hesitate to describe it now — but must!


It was an icky thing, sitting in a shaft of moonlight, all slobbery like with gooey drool pooling on the dirt floor. It was so intensely ugly I can’t tell you — if you saw it your eyes would pop out of your head. And teeth? Long and daggerlike? Check. It also wore one of those hideous brown frock coats with horrid little buttons, and it had… black socks under brown sandals. It was just the worst thing I ever saw.

Boy, I’ll never forget it.


The End

Thursday, October 17, 2013

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Thursday, July 11, 2013

2063

The Story Behind the ‘Toon


In 2063 The Arts Center in Corvallis will celebrate its centenary, as will, in my cartoon, a Mr. Riley. ‘Way back here in 2013 The Arts Center will present, during the week of the DaVinci Days, “Corvallis 2063,” an imagining of the Corvallis of that year, by local artists and engineers and other such creative types.

On learning of this presentation at the Center I decided to try my hand at this subject, and the result you see here, “In 2063 Mr Riley Turns 100.” My cartoon is not very optimistic about the future Corvallis, but neither is it fully pessimistic — it falls in between, like things often do. When the 21st Century was the future, illustrations in sci-fi magazines like Amazing Stories had things gussied up to a pretty fabulous state by the turn of (this) century; it turned out somewhat less fabulous, although we did get the Internet and the ability to, with a click, discover the one weird secret that lets you lose belly fat without exercise.

In my imagined Corvallis it turns out that global warming is a real thing and not a conspiracy of scientists, and it’s gotten much warmer than the Corvallis of today. The vast and often destructive results of this change in climate have altered the economic as well as environmental landscape, and a fraction of what this means to Corvallis is shown in the ‘toon.

I allude to a great fire that came down from the hills, and this reflects my experience, having lived next to the firestorm in the Oakland Hills in 1991 — basically, an urban interface with a forest can be very dangerous when the weather gets hot, and dry, and the winds begin to howl. That fire was the confluence of unusual occurrences, but as warming increases it’s predictable that this type of fire will recur. It isn’t likely that humans will plan to avoid such events, and will require a tragic wake-up call.

But I do show an upside, in a town that is slower, and with a population that takes care of one another. There are many things I couldn’t include in my story, because of space limitations — things like using the Willamette River for power, and so forth. The main character in my ‘toon delivers a newspaper twice a week, which I name here as the Gazette-Times, because the name provided a handy way to get into, and out of, the cartoon — I wasn’t able to include the fact that The Corvallis Advocate, in 2025, bought out the GT and decided to keep the older paper’s name.

What the hell, it is my cartoon, right?


Thursday, July 4, 2013

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Making Cookies

...Dedicated to Cookie M.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Being White

The joke, for those who don't live here, is that Corvallis is like 80+% white; the Advocate just ran a (good) story on "Being Black in Corvallis," so in the interests of Somewhat Scientific Sociology this 'toon happened. Thank you.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

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Thursday, May 9, 2013

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Ebucks

...here's a twitter collecting (inevitably?) tweets of how various people try to get around actually paying $ for creative work: https://twitter.com/forexposure_txt


Friday, April 12, 2013

Facebooked


...this was gonna be titled "Facebook'em Danno," but then I realized very few would get a reference older than dirt...

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Wednesday, March 13, 2013