Wednesday, September 3, 2025

GOJIRA 1954: A 70th ANNIVERSARY RETROSPECTIVE by Peter H. Brothers


Gojira 1954 is in the house! Just received my contributor copy from long-time author, editor, and daikaiju enthusiast extraordinaire, Peter H. Brothers. His newest monster book is a collection of essays, articles, and interviews devoted to the original 1954 Toho classic, titled Gojira 1954: A 70th Anniversary Retrosective. This one features my little essay, "The Big Old Stomp That Rocked My World," which recounts the day I watched Godzilla - King of the Monsters and the earth literally shook. Other contributors include Mike Bogue, Bradford Grant Boyle, Mark Cerasini, Allen A. Debus & Elizabeth Russell Debus, Davide Di Giorgio, Bob Eggleton, William Tsutsui, Larry Tuczynski, and many others whose names will strike familiar chords among daikaiju aficionados. The book also features personal accounts and interviews with numerous individuals involved in the original film production, including Special Effects Director Sadamasa Arikawa, Director Ishiro Honda, Producer Tomoyuki Tanaka, Art Director Akira Watanabe, and many more.

Doubtlessly because Toho is very restrictive about the use of Godzilla images, the book offers only a smattering of photos. To be sure, though, the superlative written content makes this book a true keeper.

Peter H. Brothers is a multi-Rondo Award nominee, author of Atomic Dreams and Nightmares, Mushroom Clouds and Mushroom Men, Sons of Godzilla, and many others. Gojira 1954: A 70th Anniversary Retrospective is available in ebook, paperback, hardback, and audiobook.
I find the autographed Raymond Burr photo pretty danged awesome.

Monday, September 1, 2025

The Kure Beach Cure

Friday, August 29, 2025
A short while ago, friends Bob & Yvonne (Bob and I go back as far as middle school) invited Brugger and me to accompany them on a somewhat impromptu trip to Kure Beach, NC (that's pronounced like "Curie," I believe), which is a few miles south of Wilmington. Early this morning, Ms. B. and I shot out of bed (as in crawled), fashioned ourselves into marginally functioning (read heavily caffeinated) human machines, and set out on the road. We drove until we stopped for a delicious lunch at La Cabana Mexican Restaurant in Rockingham, NC, and, after more driving, we stopped again for a geocache just this side of Wilmington. We arrived in Kure Beach around 4:00 p.m., where we met our friends at a nice little AirBnB unit right on the beach.

After some adult beverages and legally actionable banter, we wandered the area for a bit, and I hunted an Adventure Lab cache at nearby Fort Fisher State Recreation Area. Afterward, we drove a few parsecs north to Carolina Beach and enjoyed excellent food & drink at Ocean Grill & Tiki Bar (their Dark & Stormy cocktail, a concoction of Gosling's dark rum and ginger beer) almost turned me into a rum fan; typically, I am not really.

For the rest of the evening, we engaged in a pleasant, mellow round of conversation, which resulted in our solving every problem in the world today, except for those we did not. Those we shall tackle tomorrow, perhaps.
Saturday, August 30, 2025
Our sleeping quarters are a little cramped—bunk beds adjacent to the living room—but for me, not altogether uncomfortable. Ms. B. had a somewhat more restless night. Anyhoo, we all rose reasonably early, and Bob prepared a mighty fine breakfast of bacon and scrambled eggs. And, of course, there was coffee. Gallons and gallons of it. This was all very good.

I set out geocaching shortly thereafter. I walked southward toward Fort Fisher to hunt the physical bonus cache of the Adventure Lab I'd completed yesterday, which I found with no difficulty. Several other caches lurked relatively nearby, so I continued my trek by way of roads, trails, dunes, and marshes, all of which were scenic and buggy. There were so, so many mosquitoes, and I had failed to bring the bug spray I keep in my car. Silly me. Still, it was a great 3.5-mile walk, and I found all the caches I'd set out to find.

Once back at our lodgings, I found the rest of the gang out lounging or walking on the beach. We spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon relaxing in the sun (well, more overcast skies), occasionally being attacked by bitey flies. Except for the flies, this is all much better than being slapped in the belly with a wet trout.
Later in the afternoon, we hauled ourselves the twenty miles up to Wilmington—a slow and arduous crawl, for the most part, with the Labor Day weekend traffic out in full force. We stopped at an ABC store and a Publix to pick up provisions for later—Gosling's Black Rum and some ginger beer to make Dark & Stormy cocktails, which I'd enjoyed at the Ocean Grill & Tiki Bar yesterday and decided to give 'em a go myself. Then, for an early dinner, we chose Prost Biergarten, a German-themed, if not truly German, tavern in Wilmington's historic district. I had Jaeger Schnitzel, which was very satisfying and definitely sufficient to fill me up for the rest of the evening. Once we'd successfully completed our dining duties, we wandered around the riverwalk for a while, and I went after a couple of Adventure Lab caches.

Back at our place, I made Dark & Stormies for the lot of us—excellent!—and we hung out telling war stories and playing Uno till way too late.

Good, good stuff.
Sunday, August 31, 2025
There be a lot of wind this morning, and the seas are as rough and choppy as I think I've ever seen them. There's a cluster of rocks not far down the beach called the Coquina Outcrop, and it's the site of an EarthCache, so I wandered that way first thing. Interestingly, the rocks are socked in with foam that looks like dirty soap suds from all the saltwater churning.
Bob made another of his delicious breakfasts; this time, biscuits with sausage gravy and eggs. After chowing down, we decided to head over to Southport, not far away mileage-wise, but it's across the mouth of the Cape Fear River, so we took the ferry over from the nearby Fort Fisher ferry port.

We spent an hour or so wandering around town, the others mostly shopping, while I hunted caches (successfully, I'm glad to report). We settled in for a time at Silver Coast Winery for some very welcome refreshment, and then we had a late lunch at Edgewater 122 on the riverfront, not too far away. It was an appealing place, but since I hadn't had a single mouthful of anything healthy in several days, I opted for a chopped salad with shrimp. It was fine, but it wasn't long before I found myself craving a cheeseburger. I didn't get one.

The next ferry back to Kure Beach was full up, so we took the much longer, overland route, and hey, for once, we didn't encounter any major traffic hurdles. Back at our lodgings, we spent some time on the beach with plentiful Dark & Stormies. Good stuff all around.

A pleasant evening indoors, mostly playing drunken Uno. Then we had to do a spot of clean-up and packing since we're leaving early in the morning.
Monday, September 1, 2025
Bob & Yvonne were up before the sun, and Brugger and I groaned ourselves back to life not long after. Just before leaving, we managed to get a few shots of the bootiful sunrise. The trip home was relatively easy; our early departure allowed us to miss the worst of the traffic fleeing the beach after the long weekend. I snagged an Adventure Lab cache at a rest stop along the way. To ease us back to reality, we stopped in Greensboro for lunch with friends Terry & Beth at La Fiesta Mexican Restaurant, which was delicious.

Then a couple of more caches to wind it up.

It was a great Labor Day weekend with good friends (times two, counting Terry & Beth!), and I expect we'll all be traveling again soon. All of you travel safely as well. And g'night.

Wednesday, August 27, 2025

We Don't Need No Stinking Trails! Redux


At the end of my day of geocaching in Roanoke with friend Scott this past weekend ("We Don't Need No Stinking Trails!" Saturday, August 23, 2025), my total lifetime number of geocache finds stood at 15,999. At the time, I hadn't been paying much attention to how much the trip was adding to my total, so I guess it was serendipitous that it provided me an opportunity to choose a location to hunt my 16,000th geocache.

Mind you, from Martinsville, I have to travel pretty danged far to find any caches, period, since I've been at this for...good lard!...over eighteen years. I ended up setting my sights on the Roanoke area again, specifically Explore Park, southeast of the city. It's an extensive, forested area with numerous trails and, let me tell you, lots, lots of elevation changes. The park maps indicated that getting from one cache to another via the winding trails oftentimes led one far, far from one's destination before heading back to it.

As you might infer, my trek today involved a lot of bushwhacking, so let's suffice it to say that I got my numbers, I found some cool stuff (including a Bigfoot-themed gadget cache, although, sadly the gadget was no longer operational), and now I'm so blinkin' tired I'm close to falling over, much in the way that Droolie falls over.

Ah, but it's all part of being a geocacher and reaching a new milestone. I'll take it because if I can't hike and cache, I'll be very unhappy.

Next milestone...17,000, and who knows how long that will take. Just hope I live to see it.

Tuesday, August 26, 2025

GMK—"You Big Bully!"

I created a little diorama this morning, inspired by Godzilla, Mothra, King Ghidorah, and Giant Monsters All-Out Attack (2001), and added a few effects using Photoshop. Here's both the color and black & white versions. I've found myself partial to the B&W versions of most of these, as they convey a more atmospheric scene.

It always struck me as kind of shameful that Baragon is left out of the title, since he's my favorite of the monsters in the film. Here, Godzilla is the NECA 6-inch figure, and Baragon is the 4-inch figure from the smaller-scale Mezco Destroy All Monsters set.

Saturday, August 23, 2025

We Don't Need No Stinking Trails!

Trails? We don't need no stinking trails!

Last night, friend Diefenbaker (a.k.a. Scott) came up from Asheboro so we could get an early start on a geocaching trip to Roanoke this morning. He brought bourbon. So...there was bourbon for most of the evening. We did take a bourbon break to have dinner at the nearby Third Bay Cafe, which has THE best burgers in town, if not pretty much anywhere. Then there was bourbon.
 
We got up and hit the road pretty early. Once in Roanoke, we put in 4.5 miles of rugged geocaching, mostly up and down the sides of Mill Mountain. The photo above is the "before" picture. By the end of it, I didn't have the strength left to hold up my phone and snap an "after" picture (partly because I'd used my already failing arm and hand muscles to feed myself a delicious brisket sandwich at Mission BBQ). 

Hey, the shortest distance between two points, and all that. Trails. Ha!

(Maybe we should have taken the trails.)

Late addendum: I just realized that, after today's outing, I am one cache shy of my 16,000th find. Wowz.
L: A bona fide Bigfoot track! R: A friendly box turtle spotted along our trek
A nice view of Roanoke in the distance

L: A new bike trail under construction—looks challenging; R: Cripes, we're only halfway there!
A nice stream flowing through Fishburn Park

Friday, August 22, 2025

MechaGodzilla 2 Takes a Stroll, Night Fight, and the Very Happy Angilas Family

I picked up an additional set of city miniatures the other day, as well as some miniature trees (all 1:300 scale). So, I decided to put together a couple of more dioramas and photograph them. Some of these have turned out particularly dramatic in black & white, including the one below, which I call "Night Fight." It's the SH MonsterArts 2002 Godzilla (Godzilla Meets MechaGodzilla) and the SH MonsterArts 1972 Gigan figure. I'm particularly keen on how the lit-up buildings turned out.

Also below is the color version of the Angilas family shot; I posted the black & white version the other day.

As with all of these compositions, there are numerous elements, including the miniatures—premade buildings, building kits I put together, and handmade elements such as signs, traffic signals, power poles, etc., and Photoshopped backgrounds. I've needed some diversion lately to keep from going off the rails, and this stuff has been just the ticket. Enjoy.

Wednesday, August 20, 2025

Feeling A Bit Fugue Devilish

I was feeling a bit Fugue Devilish, and since it's been a while, I figured I'd holler a little about Fugue Devil: Resurgence, which came out from Black Raven Books back in 2022. It's a beautiful, 377-page volume featuring cover art by Daniele Serra, still readily available in ebook, trade paperback, and hardback. It contains a dozen of my scariest tales, including my novelette, "Fugue Devil," and its sequel, "Eye of the Devil." This right here is stuff you need to know:

"If you know about the Fugue Devil, it knows about you.
If you see the Fugue Devil, it will come for you."

It'll get you, all right. If you don't believe me, ask Droolie!

Thursday, August 14, 2025

There's a Kaiju in the City!

SH MonsterArts 2004 Godzilla
There's a kaiju in the city! He's so big, and he's so pretty!"

A couple of new acquisitions: SH MonsterArts figures of the Godzilla: Final Wars Godzi, and the 1972 Angilas (the more technically correct name, which I much prefer; I don't give a flip that the silly suits at Toho decided to spell it "Anguirus"; I'd even go with Angurus, as it was originally referred to in the Americanized Godzilla Raids Again, a.k.a. Gigantis - The Fire Monster). Between writing projects and lots of house/yard maintenance, I've been working on some dioramas to up the fun factor with these guys.

More to come later.
SH MonsterArts 1972 Angilas taking a stroll
Had a nice visit with the Angilas family (Kayodo 1968 resin kit, Bandai 1955 figure, SH MonsterArts 1972 figure). Lots of smiles to go around.

Monday, August 11, 2025

Flawed

I have no illusions about the "greatness" of this country. We've done great things, and we've done terrible things. There's never been a "perfect" time in our history, and there never will be; we are, after all, simply human. But I tell you, I want MY country back, and by MY country, I mean one that never heard of, much less approved of, Donald J. Fucking Trump. While it's true that he's more a symptom than the root cause of where we stand in the world, he — and behind him, his fascist puppeteers — are absolutely responsible for opening the floodgates and making it not just okay but laudable to be an utter piece of shit and willing to advertise that fact to the world at large.

In no way, shape, or form am I a perfect person. I realize that I'm flawed, sometimes beyond my own ability to believe. But through thick and thin, every single day, I carry with me the fact that I was raised to be a decent human being, and whatever my failings, I could never, not in a billion years, embrace the sheer awfulness of Donald J. Fucking Trump and every last soul in his administration. To my mind, supporting this regime and being a decent person are mutually incompatible.

And if that's a personal flaw of mine, then by god, I'm okay with it.

Thursday, August 7, 2025

Moratorium on Blurbs

Until I determine that I can manage the load again, I'm putting a moratorium on offering blurbs. I've had so many requests for them in recent days that I can't keep up. So, until further notice, I'm afraid I'll have to just say no. Thanks for your understanding, and I really do appreciate writers and editors thinking of me. Till then....

Sunday, August 3, 2025

Ouch!, Riverbend Ramble, and a Bunch of Aged Geocachers

Yep, there's a geocache at that wreck you see above. I think I can safely say it's one of the most unusual settings for a cache I've seen in quite a while. It was placed by friend and fellow geocacher, Skyhawk63 (a.k.a. Tom), whose birthday happens to be today. To celebrate, he and his wife Punkins19 (a.k.a. Linda) hosted a caching event at the Freeway Dining Room in Reidsville. It was a fun event, with damn good food and quite a few cachers in attendance.

Afterward, I teamed up with friends David & Diana (a.k.a. David & Diana), Diefenbaker (a.k.a. Scott), Night-Hawk (a.k.a. Tom) and Rhodorooter (a.k.a. Dave), for a little ride up the road to Danville, where a few relatively new caches awaited our attention. Our primary target was Riverbend Ramble (GCB9J29), a six-stage multi on the Danville Riverwalk Trail, which both Night-Hawk and I had made some progress on a short while back, but we had failed to solve the clues to reach the final stage. This time, with invaluable assistance from David & Diana, we were able to decode the necessary keys and find the cache. It turned out to be great fun, all the more so because the temperature finally turned somewhat more tolerable (87℉ rather than triple digits, and there was an occasional almost-cool breeze).
 
We successfully hunted a couple of others nearby, and then I dragged my near-exhausted self back home. This evening, I'll be in my regular seat on the Sunday evening  Lovecraft eZine Podcast, which will feature John Langan talking about his new fiction collection. He will be appropriately heckled.
 
Laters.

Wednesday, July 30, 2025

Fortifications


WHEW! I've spent over a week playing concrete mason every morning, as so much of the old stuff around the house has broken away, some quite severely. A couple of buckets of Quikrete down and probably enough sweat to fill them both (it's not exactly chilly outside). It does feel like I've spent an awful lot of time heading back and forth to Lowe's lately...
 
I have a little more touching up to do, but I think the most extensive work is finished. And yes, I'm keeping myself very well hydrated, thank you so much.
 
Everything else out there is certainly keeping hydrated. Every day for almost a month now, we've had big rains, frequently with accompanying thunder and lightning storms, and all that water is washing away tons of the topsoil around our place. As a result, a couple of trees have fallen in the surrounding woods, one of which came down partially in the driveway. Thankfully, it didn't do any damage to the house, although there's still quite a few nearby that could...
 
To top it off, we need to have some gutter work done as well, as the existing ones haven't been able to keep up with these blasted deluges.
 
As they say, it's always something....

Sunday, July 27, 2025

But It's a Dry Heat!

They're not very strange.
You know, as "dry" as the alien hive the space marines infiltrate in Aliens (1986); that kind of dry heat. The intrepid Two Old Farts (friend Diefenbaker—a.k.a. Scott—and I) got together this morning at Tanglewood Park, just southwest of Winston-Salem, NC, to hunt a few geocaches (sadly minus our favorite short women geocachers, Fishdownthestair—a.k.a. Natalie—and Cupdaisy—a.k.a. Debbie, for they were indisposed—a.k.a. chickened out). Scott and I put in well over six miles on the trail in temps that reached the very high 90s, with a heat index of 106℉, so I suspect we sweated off a few pounds of otherwise healthy brain cells. Whew! We found seven caches, all of them a lot of fun. And we both survived, at least until we parted company after lunch. I dunno about later.

Speaking of lunch, we found a mighty good one at Ma'Luz Mexcican Grill (formerly MiPueblo). Street tacos are one of my most profound weaknesses, and their brisket street tacos almost had me swooning. Or maybe that was the margarita.

Nah, it was the tacos.

Last night, we hosted our regular Supper Club, with friends Terry & Beth and Joe & Suzy in attendance. I made Thai Basil Chicken, one of my staple dishes. Since we don't have any Thai restaurants nearby anymore, when we want Thai food, I head for the kitchen...

T'was all good. Imma fall over now.
Brugger caught the Supper Club crowd in its native environment.

Thursday, July 24, 2025

Happy Hedorah Day

1971 Hedorah vs. 2004 Hedorah
It's the Smog Monster's birthday, so here's a double-dose for you in the photo above. Godzilla vs. Hedorah (a.k.a. Godzilla vs. the Smog Monster) came out in Japan on this day in 1971 and was released in the United States in February 1972 (and I saw it at the drive-in theater on its opening night). The photo above is a Photoshop/diorama I put together a while back using a couple of the figures I've collected. I've been on a real daikaiju kick recently, mainly because I'm kind of on a daikaiju kick all the time. I guess I've had the fever a little more than usual due to the release of friends Ed & Steve's Godzilla: The First 70 Years, which I wrote about here just the other day.

I have not been a collector of much of anything for a few decades, but when I did collect things, it was daikaiju- and anime-related goodies, mostly back in the 1980s, during my days of living in Chicago. But two or three years back, for reasons unknown, I got monster figure fever, and so, little by little, I found myself collecting daikaiju again—mostly Toho monsters. Then I decided to create some dioramas, enhanced with Photoshop. Most of the ones I've done are quick, down-and-dirty efforts so that I don't waste valuable writing time playing around. However, I can't say that I haven't enjoyed the hell out of composing some of these beasties.

Therefore, I'm gonna post a bunch of them here, just for shits and giggles. If you like giant critters, then maybe you'll find these enjoyable.

My earliest diorama(s)—Godzilla and Anguirus (or Angilas, as I much prefer), which were Kayodo resin kits I built in 1985; in 1992, I built myself a miniature city out of cardboard, and these are a couple of the photos I took back then.
MechaGodzilla, Anguirus, King Seesar, Godzilla (sort of reproducing a publicity shot from Godzilla vs. MechGodzilla, 1974)
An S.H. MonsterArts figure of Gigan (Godzilla vs. Gigan, 1972)
Godzilla and Angilas (Godzilla Raids Again, 1955)
Baragon, from Frankenstein Conquers the World, 1965), roaming about in my neighborhood!
MechaGodzilla 2, Titanosaurus, and Godzilla (Terror of MechaGodzilla, 1975)
Gorosaurus (from King Kong Escapes, 1968)
Godzilla vs. Hedorah (Godzilla vs. Hedorah, 1971)
Godzilla and MechaGodzilla II slugging it out at Ferrum College! (Godzilla vs. MechaGodzilla, 1993)
Shin Gomess (Shin Ultraman, 2022)
Godzilla meets Megalon for a serious talk (Godzilla vs. Megalon, 1973)
A hell of a thing to wake up to! (Godzilla vs. MechaGodzilla, 2002)
A diorama I created today, using 1:300-scale miniatures and some Photoshopping (Godzilla 2000, 1999)
And another one using the same miniatures as above (Godzilla 2000, 1999)