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It’s too dark, and I look a bit crazed, but here is a pic from my Mum’s visit. We are at the Butchard Gardens in Victoria.

In a bit of a loss today, feeling ungrounded.

I’m supposed to go over to a friend’s house tonight, but I’m feeling like vegging at home, or rather cooking at home. Heather got a great book from the library about deviled egg recipes and we have 2 dozen eggs to play with.

In a quandary.

Someone tried to steal the giant donut at Voodoo Donut!

The nerve of some people!

Choice quote:

“We will press charges to the fullest extent,” he yelled as an officer reached out, urging him to calm down. You don’t, he added, mess “with Voodoo’s giant doughnut.”

So here are some pics from the holiday festivities here at Mathom House:

Those who came to Krampus Nacht won’t see any surprises. Big Peecs follow.

This is the 70’s Den – 2 pics. There will be more coming.

Yes, each of these rooms has a tree.

Next is the living room:

Fear Buffy and the winter bar.

Yes, the picture on the left is of Olvera Street.

I love this HiFi.

My favourite Christmas tree so far. We got the lights at Target last year after xmas. They are large and in charge. They only get mildly warm as well.

The Monkey Hut:

Shrine o’ Tiki

A fesive season was had.

More pics coming tonight. This is a tease.

Step one: Get winamp (www.winamp.com)
Step two: go to http://radio.c64.org:8000/listen.pls

yes, internet radio streaming Commodore 64 game music mixes.

You’re welcome.

I had a great time last night meeting and at Backspace. It was an interesting venue. Great place to hang with friends, but I don’t know about meeting locals there, seemed a bit un-friendly for that. Coffee was very nice, though.

Our talk was centered around Japan and Childhood TV nostalgia. Mentioned were the Thundercats Out-takes that went around teh interweb a few years ago.

For those who did not listen to them and for those who want to listen to them again, I’ve stuck them at Sylvan Fells so all can have a giggle. My favourite is Mumm-Ra saying “I want to see your tits, my dear.” Comedy gold, I assure you.

Synchronicity popped up when we learned that lives very near another friend of mine and I have seen his auto (and remarked that the owner had fine taste in music).

Fun Fun Fun!

P.S. I’m still pissed at the strangely warm weather. 40 degrees? WTF?!

I’m headed to http://www.backspace.bz/ tonight to meet some LJ users whom I have not yet met. Fun Fun FUn!

I knew of his art, but I didn’t know of his writing. I’m going to read a bunch of his stuff on Icelandic sagas and such for the Tolkien class. Apparrently, he was a big influence on T. Interesting….

Everyone loves a whipping boy.

It is fun to decide (for fun and whimsy) to hate something with a faux vehemence. At least it is for me. ‘Cause it’s fun to hate, I have to admit.

For instance, I hate Jimmy Buffet. In a real sense i actually am quite indifferent to him, but that’s so boring. So, for fun, I hate. It is a much more creative emotion than indifference. I personally blame the Margarita for the demise of cocktail culture, eschew corona for its place in the bland unrefined palate of beer drinkers, and adore actual polynesian pop (and cuban/carribean ‘tropical’ pop culture of the 30’s, 40’s). So who becomes the antithesis of the pedestrian versions of these? Who is the poster boy? Jimmy Buffet. Margaritaville gan get nuked. Jimmy buffet can be tied up and beaten with sticks. Fuck all you parrotheads with broken corona bottles. Ahhh. See, that feels soooo good. And I don’t even have to be tormented by actual hate because I’m just playing. I’m sick and twisted that way. Though if I did meet him, I would likely tell him I think he’s a piece of shit.

On that note, I’ve decided to hate the show 24. I’m not in the least interested in it – never was, am not now. I used to like Kiefer Sutherland when he was young and cute. Now he’s boring, ugly, and puffy. You know, I liked this show when it was called “The X files.” Oh, wait, no I didn’t like the “X files” either. Darrin Morgan as a writer — he I liked. The show? Garbage. Somebody just copy and pasted “aliens” with “terrorists.” So Keifer Sutherland can eat a big dick. Well, that’s actually something nice to wish for him in my world, so I’ll just wish for Kiefer to be engrossed by this temporary faulty celebrity, become typecast, and be forgotten. I suppose that’s like wishing for the earth to turn, isn’t it? I really should be more creative in my wishes and such. Perhaps I should wish those who watch 24 be plauged by upset stomachs? Hm. I’ll need to work on this more.

And something to add. Rosario Dawson is not only an excellent actress, she has an amazingly hot rack. Yowza!