Had he still been alive - and a darned fine feat that would have been! - Edgar Allan Poe would have celebrated his 201st birthday yesterday. Wow, I hadn't really thought about him being around all that long ago as he's been rather alive at my house what with having his painting hanging on the wall in the dining room just above that of H.P. Lovecraft. How many of you can say that, eh? Ha! Not too darned many I bet!
Anyhow, Amanda celebrated the day by wearing one of her E.A. Poe t-shirts to school and then came home and did a new piece of artwork in honor of the dearly departed:
In sadder news for our beloved Poe and his fans in Baltimore, it seems that the "Poe Toaster" failed to show up with his customary birthday gifts. Every year since 1949 on the 100th anniversary of Poe's birth (usually at night), a cloaked individual has left a half-bottle of cognac and three roses at the foot of Poe's tomb in the burying grounds next to Westminster Hall in tribute to the legendary poet; but for the first time in 61 years, no one showed up. It's left the Poe Society mystified and baffled - as well as disappointed those who made the pilgrimage to Poe's grave for this year's birthday observance.
Upon hearing the news Amanda immediately stated that we needed to go to Baltimore to rectify this injustice but alas - day off or not - driving to Baltimore at the last minute was obviously not on the agenda! Perhaps if we lived closer I might have actually entertained the idea as it's a shame to see a tradition fade away but I'm sure the Toaster had a good reason for not being there. Perhaps he was feeling crummy. You know how toasters get sometimes!