Lovecraft burlesque in NYC! <3
(Also, it's probably appropriate to mention in a context of symbols of madness and despair- if not the nearly-naked women- that I used to frequent a chat room run by someone named Cliff (and if that name means nothing to you, thank your gods). I met a great many wonderful people there; although we tended to scatter to the far corners of the Internet once nycgoth.com went The Way of All Things Cliff, I've kept up with some of them; saw one of them, the spiffy
shefell, in DC on Saturday. She's doing well; it was nice to catch up and trade stories of the last ten years.)