Well, according to HPL, there are no good gods. There are only less horrible gods.

Last year (I think it was), we saw a local fringe theatre production of "The Colour Out of Space." It was mostly hilarious (and mostly intentionally so) but there were a couple of genuinely terrifying moments of the "jump, scream and clutch your neighbor's crotch" variety. Luckily I was sitting next to Shawn.