Random Scotto fact – when I was little, I thought Hammerhead was a kind of plant / tree alien.
A long time favorite of mine, because those shifty eyes on that toy just crack me up.
(The name Momaw Nadon wasn’t in my field of vision yet, as it first appeared in 1989, and I had the Hammerhead figure back in ’77 or ’78 )
#toyphotography #hammerhead #momawnadon #toystagram #starwarsfigures
Here is the caveman version.
Me happy when me come back from walk. Me hold many good things in hand. They not just play things, they old things from long time ago, when me dream big and brave. Me find them in secret place, in dark hole of big rock, where old things live and wait.
The Down Place, as me call it, not just place for funny papers. It is place for see and learn and have fun. The big man, Justyn, he like me. He know many stories and things about old things. He good and fair, he give me good deal for many different things me choose.
Me put them on flat rock, me look at them and like them. There three Green Things, each small like hand, with different faces and ways. There one Star Head, with eyes that move and head that strange. There one Stretchy Man from Food Place, with arms and legs that bend and face that funny. There one Ghost Man from Brave and Bold, with green skin that cover him and white light that shine. And there one Rock Man, the good eye blue eye Thing, with skin that hard and voice that rough.
They meet Harold, he my friend for long time. He watch over House of Shiny Stones, he say hello to new friends with sound that only me understand. He say: “You here good. You like us.”
Me smile, me feel close to these different and weird ones. They like me, me like strange and wonderful things. They not like others, but they have heart and fun. They not make sense or reason, but they have magic and mystery. They not have skin and bone, but they have life and soul.
Me thankful for find them, for find Down Place, for find me there. Me happy for help small place, for give to new friends who welcome me.
#eelobrian #stretchyman #greenthing #rockman #thing #ghostman #starhead #momawnadon #alecholland #jimcorrigan #plaything
I felt a surge of joy as I returned from my afternoon stroll, clutching a bag of treasures that spoke to my inner child. They were not mere toys, but relics of a bygone era, when imagination ran wild and heroes came in all shapes and sizes. I had found them in a hidden gem of a store, tucked away in a corner of the city, where nostalgia reigned supreme and every shelf was an adventure.
The Basement, as it was aptly named, was more than a comic shop. It was a museum, a sanctuary, a playground for the curious and the passionate. The owner, Justyn, was a kindred spirit, who knew the stories and histories of every item in his vast collection. He was generous and fair, offering me a bargain for the eclectic ensemble I had picked out.
I laid them out on my desk, admiring their details and quirks. There were three Swamp Things, each five inches tall, with different expressions and poses. There was a Hammerhead figure from Star Wars, with his shifty eyes and weirdly shaped noggin. There was a Plastic Man from McDonald’s, with his bendy limbs and goofy goggles. There was a Spectre from Brave and the Bold, with his ghostly green cloak and eerie white glow. And there was a mini Ben Grimm, the ever-lovin’ blue-eyed Thing, with his rocky skin and gruff attitude.
They were welcomed by Harold, a long time regular glyos carry-along creature. He was the guardian of the House of Pearls, and welcomed the newcomers with a friendly if unintelligible mumble as if to say: “You belong here. You are one of us.”
I smiled, feeling a connection with these misfits and oddballs. They reminded me of myself, of my love for the strange and the wonderful. They were not as popular or mainstream as some, but they had character and charm. They were not realistic or logical, but they had magic and mystery. They were not flesh and bone, but they had life and soul.
I felt grateful for finding them, for finding The Basement, for finding myself there. I felt happy for supporting a local business, for giving back to the community of which I have only recently joined.
#eelobrian #plasticman #swampthing #bengrimm #thething #spectre #hammerhead #momawnadon #alecholland #jimcorrigan #toystagram
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Journal Entry: July 10, 2023 (social distancing day 1214, new residence day 91)
The Greenway was my destination today, a ribbon of green that wound through the city, following the course of the Roanoke river. A refuge from the noise and bustle of the streets, a sanctuary for the creatures that made it their home. I joined them for an hour, walking among the geese that grazed on the grass or floated on the water. They paid me no mind, secure in their domain. I envied them their ease, their grace, their freedom. I took the opportunity to drop off the SpongeBob stone I picked up at a different point last time, and will look to see if it moves next visit.
The sun was high and hot, but not oppressive. A breeze caressed my skin, bringing relief and freshness. I looked up at the sky, a clear and brilliant blue, and then at the horizon, where the mountains rose like jagged teeth. They circled the city, enclosing it in a bowl of stone and earth. They were witnesses to its history, its triumphs and tragedies, its changes and challenges. They were guardians of its secrets, its dreams, its hopes.
I felt a connection to this place, this landscape, this moment. I walked with a steady pace, feeling the rhythm of my steps, the beat of my heart, the flow of my breath. I listened to the sounds of nature, the river’s murmur, the birds’ song, the rustle of leaves. I smelled the scent of life, the grass, the flowers, the earth. I smiled with gratitude, with joy, with peace. It was a simple but meaningful way to spend my afternoon. I’m glad I did it.
#roanokeva
#greenway #walkies #walkabout #geese #fish #bluejay
Um, Ollie’s?
Nice day today, visited the farmers market, got a lovely dozen doughnuts from @roanokecoffee (banana pudding, Arnold Palmer, peaches and cream, chocolate frosted, vanilla bites) also some pretzels and bagels from @blacksburgbagels and some peaches from @monkeysfreshfruitandveggies . the heat there about wiped me out.
Drove a bit, and came home for a rest and a nap.
We regathered with the family and had a nice spot of Chinese food followed by the final episode of Endeavour.
#cryptidfamily #cryptid #doodles #roanokeva #localbusiness @leap4localfood
Mystery solved, the bug we saw last night is a banded tussock moth. It looks like a bit like a golden version of a rosy maple moth when it flies!
https://www.insectidentification.org/insect-description.php?identification=Banded-Tussock-Moth
Lucky for it, Pearl observed from the other side of the glass.
#backyardzoo #misspearl #bandedtussockmoth #catsofinstagram #mothsofinstagram #roanokeva
Living up to her nickname of vapor. She seems to be everywhere and nowhere at once with the speed and energy of three ordinary maniac cats. Turn away from installing a light fixture for a moment and she is up the ladder evaluating the workmanship.
#misspearl #roanokeva #tabbycatsofinstagram #stripedcatsofinstagram #catsofinstagram @pearlsquirrel
