MyFirtstCthulhuMy First Cthulhu. Much as I like teddy bears, I can’t remember how and when I got my first one (‘though I remember what it looked like). But I can remember when, where and how I did what is now been reincarnated into this intensely blue mess. It was so much another time, and another place, and that particular wench I then was is so dead, that makes my head spin. Still. A Cthulhu is a Cthulhu. Never turn your nose at a Cthulhu. I say.