Mucha-thulu

I couldn't sleep last night, so I got up and drew this tribute to Alphonse Mucha (the artist) and Cthathulu (the octopus-headed monster H.P. Lovecraft invented).

Grandfather Clocks: The Temperamental Timepiece.

Grandfather clocks puzzle me. The little "it's another quarter hour!" chimes are cute and perky. Yet the hour gong is spooky, angry, and morbid.

This video* is a good example:

If chimes could be transcribed into English, they'd go something like this:

"Tra la la la, tra la la la...."

"Dah de dum da, tra la la la...."

then comes the hour count....

"Die!

  Die!

  Die!

   Die! 

  Die!

  Die!

  Die!

  Die!

  Die!

Why is this?  What's with the personality change?
 
*Okay, this clock is a beauty, and I'm glad it's being taken care of .  I picked this video because it was a good example of the "mood change"  between the chimes and hour striking.

Guest Blogger: "I Don't Care if You're White, Black, Green or Purple... ...But if You're Magenta, Get the Hell Away From Me"

by Jack Tupp, Guest Blogger

 I'm a fair guy.  I don't judge people by color.  My best friend is Phthalo Green.  I dated a Cerulean Blue chick once.  Heck, I'm part Vermilion on my grandfather's side and people always ask me if I'm part Mauve, so don't go calling me a bigot.
Magentas  don't know their place.  They're dumb as corks, but we're supposed to act like they're all smart.  They have no class.   And we're supposed to pretend like they're all the Queen of England!.    Ever been around a bunch of them? You can just tell they're up to no good.
People call me names like "paranoid" and "dumb," but the truth is, I tell it like it is.   I'm not gonna pretend they're normal..  I mean, look at them.  Listen to their stupid "music" or take a whiff of that crap they call food. 
Then people say stuff like "Well, the Brain Surgeon at Station Hospital is Magenta and he's world famous."
But I know better.  Everyone's all political correct so they'll pretend a Magenta Brain surgeon is okay .    So now we have a Magenta guy carving up brains!    Is that crazy or what?
Wha.. what's that?  You're part Magenta?   No you're not...  ...really,,,?   
...Heh, of course I  didn't mean all Magentas.  Just, you know, the annoying ones.  The loud ones.  The ones with bad attitudes,
Hey!  Don't up and leave.  Geez.  That's the problem with you Magentas.  You're too sensitive!