Yes We Will. Barack Obama + the end of days.
But don’t be afraid: after all, as President Obama himself said, “…if there were…anything to be afraid of, don’t you think I would’ve worn pants?”
Aicuña (Aicunya if your browser is anglophone) is a sweet little timelocked town in eastern Argentina, far away from any other sizeable population centers. Everyone knows everyone else. Almost everyone is a blood relative of everyone else. As near as I can glean from this article, the principal products of Aicuña are walnuts, isolation, and albino children.
Tom Baker swear-o-tron
(see also: Tom Baker outtakes
Manic Depressive With Blinky Device Saves London, Again
daleks go bollywood. Well, okay, only for the first 15 seconds or so…but it was stuck in my head for days. Now, stuck in yours!
I am, of course, at a disadvantage since I was unable to watch it live, nor with the (scintillating, I am told) Terry Wogan commentary.
Thank God for YouTube.
Elitsa and Stoyan should have won, in my perfect world. Though judging by the production values of the actual performances, I can see why they might not have been rated as high as the actual winner. But not that they came in fifth.
I am pleasantly surprised that I actually LIKED all of the top 5, though the Turkish and Russian entries are definitely guilty pleasures. Especially the Russian…
I also give major props to the voters that Verka Serdyuchka (Ukraine’s favorite anti-Russian drag queen) got second place. Though the song itself isn’t really worthy of it, and performance was fabulous.
Likewise, I was pretty impressed with the actual winner, Serbia’s Marija Serifovic performing Molitva. She had at least three major strikes against her that I was counting:
The Alameda-Weehawken Burrito Tunnel. Sweet Jesus.
Steampunk has a new gold standard, my friends.
Religious environmental movement growing. “If we are made in his image, we should mirror his image in our dominion over the Earth,†Mr. Wickersham said. “He is creative and sustaining, not destructive.â€
No, apparently NPH really wouldn’t do that
In the same genre as how not to photograph a horse (but it works anyway) (see also: goat, I present pregnancy, a collection of abstract forms (pretty hard to peg unless you know what you’re looking at, but I’d still class it as not work-safe).
Rev. Fred Rogers takes on the U.S. Senate. Beautiful. From the comments: The champion stood; the rest saw their better: Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater.
And a rebuttal: http://www.goats.com/archive/010613.html
apropos of the whole Chuck Norris meme, I bring you knowledge of Cat Power. Sample:
Morrisey wears black on the outside because he’s not Cat Power on the inside.
I think I’m in love.
The same author has written rather a lot about her other culinary interests. Apparently, you can get white sauce in a can in Japan, which seems utterly sensible to me.
Children’s Xmas letters to Christopher Walken.
My favoritest ones are this one, and this one.
The madman behind all this is, of course, the sam madman behind King of the Cage and The Death of Jennifer Sisko.
Nerds, represent.
best review ever of white castle: speaking of steaming offal
Throughout the United States and Canadia, Thanksgiving is celebrated/endured/slept-through every year on the last Thursday of November. More importantly, a lot of people have the following Friday off of work, and every year millions of retailers celebrate Black Friday with fabulous bargains, a testing of the waters before the pre-Christmas shopping binges.
This has, of course, led to the anti-consumerist backlash of Buy Nothing Day.
Most years, out of post-feast indolence I end up celebrating Buy Nothing Day by default. This year, I shall be celebrating Thanksgiving in scenic Malta, Montana (seat of Phillips County!), and I think I may have better odds of observing BND this year.