The only significant event in December was:

7th, Vlad Tepes "The Impalar" born 1431

January 2008

3rd, J.R.R. Tolkien, born this day in 1892

4th, Jakob Grimm, born this day in 1785

19th, Edgar Allen Poe, born this day in 1809

22nd, Lord Byron, born this day in 1788

(sorry I haven't been posting, I suck, I am backed up on a lot of online stuff, hopefully I can get my act together soon)

I just got a post card in the mail about this today, or I would have posted it sooner, but Faeire Con 2007, a convention for all things Fantasy and Faerie is being held in Philadelphia this year!

Brian and Wendy Froud will be Guests of Honer this year, and there will even be mightnight showings of the movies LABYRINTH & THE DARK CRYSTAL!

for more info fallow these links:




http://www.faeriecon.com/

The fallowing are lyrics to the song "Crusade" by Voltaire from the CD "Then And Again". I figured they seemed appropriate to share  today. I am also posting the dedication that is in the CD's booklet, because Voltaire words it so much better then I ever could. For more info on Voltaire visit: www.voltaire.net   or www.projekt.com  

"This song is dedicated to the brave men and woman of our armed forces. They don't decide our foreign policy. They don't decide where they go or what they'll do when they get there. And yet, they steadfastly put their lives on the line so that the rest of us don't have to.  Whether or not you agree with our government's policies, these bold, self sacrificing individuals deserve our support."

Crusade by Voltaire

"Long ago, I went to war
To fight the scourge
Of Christendom.
I held aloft my blessed sword
And said,
'By God,
Let them come.'

They said their eyes
Are red  as flame
I heard it told
From Hell they came
Their breath is fire
Their tongues are forked
Thus are the beasts 
Of Dragon's Gate

(chorus)
I heard my father's words
Deep in my heart.
'Son know your enemy
as I know my son'

The Fates were kind
The let me in
The Dragon's lair
The den of sin
I placed my sword 
Upon it's heart and 
With a prayer
I thurst it in.

The dragon fell
Upon the ground
Twas then I heard
A whimpering sound
A dragonling
to his father clung
Who only fought
To protect his young

I heard my father's words
Deep in my heart.
'Son know your enemy
as I know my son'

And now my son 
Is off to war
To fight the new scourge
Of Christendom
He holds aloft
His brazen sword
And says,
'Dad let them come'

He swears their eyes
Are red as flame
And heard it told 
From Hell they came
Their breath is fire
Their tongues are forked
Thus are the men 
Of Muslim faith.

Son hear your father clear
Deep in your heart
Son know your enemy 
As I would have them know
My son."

September 2007

2nd,  J.R.R. Tolken died this day in 1973

13th, Egyptian Death Festival

19th, Feast of St. Januarius, Patron Saint of Blood Banks

21st, Stephen King born this day in 1947

August 2007

6th, Eger Allen Poe's "The Raven" first published this day in 1845

13th, Alfred Hitchock, born this day in 1899

16th, Bela Lugosi died this day in 1956

20th, H. P. Lovercraft, born this day in 1890

24th, Vampire Fest in Padua Italy

28th, J. S. Lefanu, born this day in 1814, author of "Carmilla" a very early vampire story

31st, Mary Shelly, born this day in 1797

I have some photos of the "black" tulips I talked about in a earlyer post. And I was going to post the best one today, but photobucket was giving me a hard time loading it. So I can't show you right now. But I will as soon as I can.