Tuesday, May 07, 2013

CRYPTOLINK: CREEPY CLASSIC DRAGONS



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   In most modern fantasy scenarios, the word "dragon" often entails a creature of raw, awe-inspiring power. Some are noble, benevolent, even intelligent beings, unfairly demonized by foolish little man-things. Others are savage yet magnificent embodiments of nature's brutality, dazzling behemoths to whom humans are like so many nuggets of squealing meat. They're symbols of might, ridden through hurricanes by naked warrior princesses with flaming swords. 
They're complete and utter Mary Sues. 

Read on...

MUIRHEAD`S MYSTERIES: A NEOTENOUS NEWT IN CORNWALL,1971


I found this story whilst at the Zoological Society of London about a month ago. Neotenous means “ the retention of juvenile features in adult animals” (1) (rather like me I suppose, with the head and hair of an 8 year old and the rest of the body of a 46 year old?!)

It was originally published in the British Herpetological Society Newsletter no 5  c. 1971 page 2:

NEOTENOUS  NEWT

In May 1971 , a large newt,still bearing functioning external gills, was collected from a clay-drier tank near Roche ( Grid.Ref. 20/05) by Jayne Morton, a pupil of the St. Austell Comprehensive School. As Triturus helveticus is the only newt to occur in this area of Cornwall, it can safely be assumed that it was a `neotenic` specimen of this species.The animal was 66mms. Long, with a broad head (8mms.wide) a poorly developed cloacal region indicating its juvenile state, weak legs,and a tail fin extending up the back of the body almost to the head, the three pairs of bright red external gills being situated just behind the widest part of the head. In contrast to most neotenic newts, however, the colour was greyish rather than cream or lemon yellow. The tank had vertical sides, with two feet of water at one end,though dry at the other. This appears to be a typical habitat for neotenous specimens. (Smith 1954).

It was maintained for several weeks, feeding on waterflies at first, but later accepting small chopped pieces of the common Brandling worm ( Eisenia foetida.) During this time the gills became darker and,after a `moult` visits were made to the surface of the water, presumably for the oral intake of air. Despite this latter observation, it would appear to have been an authentic specimen of a `neotenic` newt, as the external gills showed no sign of disappearing and the body shape did not alter during the eight weeks it was kept alive.

A photographic record has been made by Mr K.Larsen (2) and the information sent to the Biological Records Centre ,at Monks Wood, the latter confirming that it is the first record for a neotenous newt in Cornwall.


  1. Concise Oxford English Dictionary (2008) p. 959
  2. A Hong Kong colleague of J.D. Romer`s 

FORTEAN BIRD NEWS FROM THE WATCHER OF THE SKIES

In an article for the first edition of Cryptozoology Bernard Heuvelmans wrote that cryptozoology is the study of 'unexpected animals' and following on from that perfectly reasonable assertion, it seems to us that whereas the study of out of place birds may not have the glamour of the hunt for bigfoot or lake monsters, it is still a perfectly valid area for the Fortean zoologist to be interested in. So after about six months of regular postings on the main bloggo Corinna took the plunge and started a 'Watcher of the Skies' blog of her own as part of the CFZ Bloggo Network.


THE GONZO BLOG DOO-DAH MAN IN THE PRIMORDIAL SOUP

Today is quite a jolly one so far. I have a French film crew wandering about the house. They are here to film Richard (and a little bit of me) and they were kind enough to have presented us with a life-sized model of orang pendek courtesy of Richard's friend Adele Morse. Much to my great joy, mother is taking all of this madness in her stride and is toddling about the house doing her own thing, occasionally exchanging pleasantries with members of the Gallic av team. In the meantime, I am attempting to write deathless prose, and Pru is doing her best to be involved with everything that's happening (which usually means that she is getting in everyone's way and blundering into expensive items of equipment).
Our daily visit to the world of Thom the World Poet
http://gonzo-multimedia.blogspot.com/2013/05/thom-world-poet-daily-poem_7.html
Gordon Giltrap and Oliver Wakeman for the Summer's End festival
http://gonzo-multimedia.blogspot.com/2013/05/giltrapwakeman-for-summers-end-festival.html
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