A Lovely Day for Cthulhu to Rise in Regina

Nothing says a lovely day in the park like four tentacles fighting over a juicy morsel.

Sarah and I went for a cycle around the city the other day and we came upon the chilling realization that, based on many of the local sites, Regina must be some kind of a dark portal to the Chthonian Mythos. 

This is a 'sculpture' outside our local art gallery.

Even the cows are petrified of it...

A sacrificial altar near our legislative park.

Obviously a place were dark eldritch rights are performed...

The idyllic mote-dappled sunshine doesn't fool me for a second.

This is the entrance to 'Candy Cane Park'. Right. Sure. Whatever you say...

Hmm, I wonder how many children it takes to keep this thing sated?

Forget the 'Mountains of Madness', we obviously live in the Great Plains of Perdition. Actually, this explains that 'Innsmouth Look' that I often see around town - I had always thought it was too much, you know, luv in the family, but now I know better.

Yog-Sothoth, Azathoth, Spaghettithoth! We're all doomed!!

Now I just need to make a Sanity Roll and we'll return to our regular programming...