Christmas Presence 2012

Anonymous Santa

Anonymous Santa

I’m a little late getting into the Christmas spirit this year, partly because I missed my traditional opening to the Christmas Season, Christmas at Hycroft, thanks to the month-long Death Flu of Death flu that sent me to the hospital a couple of times instead of to the mall to see Santa like normal. But today at Starbucks I did indulge myself in a new Christmas album of jazz/lounge standards, of which I have an extensive collection, and I’m taking this as the official start of the season. It’ll sit nicely between my Ren & Stimpy Christmas Album and that one by the Gospel singer with the incredibly moving voice who was convicted of beating his wife.

But there’s one Christmas tradition that never gets old for me: pimping out my Christmas List to tens of thousands of people on social media, in the vague hope that one or more of them will weaken and buy me something. So without further ado, here is what I want, and how and when I want it.

That has never worked for me on OK Cupid, so I might as well try it here.

  • a pony. I’m fat now, Santa, so make it a sturdy Welsh Cob or Connemara pony.
  • a new hat, to replace the one that got stolen, my lamented and loved Official Indiana Jones Stetson which I bought on the very last day that Woodwards was open.
  • Chanel Allure perfume
  • Viktor & Rolf Spice Bomb perfume
  • any of Biella Coleman’s books or books about WikiLeaks except Julian Assange’s Cypherpunks, which I already have
  • an MP3 player, preferably an iPod Touch (used is fine) so I can get back into running without getting bored out of my mind
  • iPhone and a Virgin plan, because of all the places I’ve tried Virgin is the ONLY company that always has great service
  • this digital pen
  • a nice roomy winter coat
  • some high heels, size eight, since all mine got stolen
  • a charm bracelet, since mine got stolen
  • any silver table doodads, since mine got stolen. Pickle forks, tea strainers, you name it: I love it. And I used to have it. And it’s cheap.
  • wine tumblers
  • silverware
  • Harry Potter books, to replace all of mine were stolen
  • DVDs, to replace mine that were stolen, particularly fitness DVDs
  • Socks, yes really.

And I would like them all to be properly wrapped, thank you very much. Watch carefully as Aunt Chippy shows you how it’s done.

Quiz: Which The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe Character are you?

Unlike the last time I took this (when I was Edmund) I turned out to be Lucy, so apparently I’m becoming progressively more innocent as I age, which proves that William Blake was right all along. FACT.

You can take the quiz here.

You Scored as Lucy Pevensie

You are Lucy Pevensie, youngest of the family. Your playfulness and curiosity lead you to new places and new people. You are always supporting your family and friends, lending assistance wherever you can. You are honest, but often accused of lying.

Lucy Pevensie
90%
Edmund Pevensie
90%
Peter Pevensie
80%
Jadis, The White Witch
80%
Susan Pevensie
70%
Aslan
65%

Black (metal) Christmas!

Fuck Christmas

Fuck Christmas

Yes, it’s a week into December and I’ve decided it’s time to start with the Christmas shizz for this year. Some years we’ve taken a wide-eyed and innocent approach (I think that was the year we were four) and some years more of a Merry Fucking Christmas approach, but this year I think we’ll go with a Punk Rock Christmas, including this lovely album cover from Bing Crosby (signed!) and a tuneful welcome to the Yuletide from the Peanuts gang, via Journal of a Journalist.

http://vimeo.com/33883554

The Greatest Holiday Movie of All Space and Time

A Very Depression (I MEAN RETRO) Christmas

A Very Depression (I MEAN RETRO) Christmas

One of the most heartwormy traditions of the holiday season is that of gathering the family ’round for some seasonal entertainment.

We at the ol’ raincoaster blog have our favorites for this time of year: A Charlie Brown Christmas, The Ref, and that greatest of holiday movies, In Bruges.

Why In Bruges? Take a look:

I don’t know what YOUR family Christmases are like, but this is pretty much what mine were always like.

Happy Boxing Day from Julian, me, and General Ursus

Santa Assange

Santa Assange

Ah, Julian, you could slide down my chimney any time. Why, the very thought drives me positively Christmas crackers.

Julian Assange Christmas Crackers

Julian Assange Christmas Crackers

And speaking of interesting headgear, here’s raincoaster favorite Brian Atene with the world’s greatest holiday video in all time and space.