The Julian Assange Coloring Book: yes, this exists

Julian is feeling a little blue today. Won't you cheer him up?

Julian is feeling a little blue today. Won't you cheer him up?

Yes, the world contains wonders. The latest marvel is this perfect gem of a book, the Julian Assange Coloring Book. Just a smidge too late for Christmas, dagnabbit! That’s the bad news: the good news is that this exists and it’s free! Download away! Or you can colour them right on the site with their charmingly primitive digital tools. If you want, you can even email your finished artwork back to the website as JPG attachments and they’ll post them in the gallery. How exciting for you, when Julian himself (oh, are we dreaming? Is it too much to imagine him at the end of a work day, exhausted, pale, just surfing the interwebs for a little entertainment on a long, lonely night in a ten-bedroom mansion in the snow-covered English countryside?

Where was I?

Right, closing the parenthetical, so here you go) when Julian Himself, I say, stumbles across your humble effort. His tired eyes open wide in surprise. He starts in his chair. A Spode cup with the dregs of cocoa in it crashes to the floor. Is this a threat? Is this a joke? Is this a ploy of some kind? but then he relaxes as he realizes that, no, there’s nothing hostile here. A smile plays across his lips, at first tenative, then coy, then satisfied, happy, in on the gentle jest. Ah, that’s better, isn’t it Julian?

Anger Management, with Kirk and Spock

Wolverine was a big hit on the Carnaval Cruise Line lido deck

Wolverine was a big hit on the Carnaval Cruise Line lido deck

I don’t know about you, but when I think about tips for managing those tricky adolescent hormonal and emotional firestorms, I think first of the cast of the original Star Trek. Here are Kirk and Spock starring in a Nerdy Instructional Film on the highly fraught topic of Anger Management.

Coming soon: Xanadu, Yelp-style

a pretentious little quadrangle, with overtones of morbid obesity

a pretentious little quadrangle, with overtones of morbid obesity

Still too woozy from my latest hospital visit to do a useful post, but very soon I shall put up a restaurant review-style comparison of the multifarious psychoactive substances the wonderful Canadian healthcare system has been doling out to me gratis. Not sure whether to rate them on overall experience or just quality of hallucinations, but definitely in there somewhere.

Today the Emergency Room doctor told me my Demerol space cosmonaut monkey hallucination was “totally awesome.” I think it made his day. God knows, it made mine.

I can see where you're coming from, man.

I can see where you're coming from, man.

T’was the Night Before Christmas, with Werner Herzog

Oh, this is pure genius, this is. The apparently-demented Ryan Iverson channels Werner Herzog reading that holiday children’s classic, A Visit from St. Nicholas, aka T’was the Night Before Christmas.

Sweet dreams, kiddies!

And now, to your thrice-weekly self-serving gossip links:

Christmas Caroling with GWAR! (raincoaster)
Julian Assange is no Time Lord (Lolebrity)
The most important question of our time (Ayyyy)
Care for a Tumbler? (ManoloFood)
This Christmas, give the gift of Goopy Schadenfreude (AgentBedhead)
Because Thetans are very low in fat and calories (BusyBeeBlogger)
Oh silly Shania, Canada doesn’t have hillbillies! (CeleBitchy)
RIP the only police detective to throw a “Your Favorite 4th Century BC Greek Philosopher” costume party and get away with it (CelebDirtyLaundry)
Ho, ho, ho, and others besides the Kardashians too (GirlsTalkinSmack)
The Curse of 30 Rock strikes again! (HaveUHeard)
The lead cellist was extremely resistant to his suggestion to “bring his A-game” (INeedMyFix)
Take a tour of Jack Black’s colon! (SeriouslyOMG)

 

Christmas Carols with GWAR!

Merry Christmas from GWAR. I SAID MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU ASSHOLES!!!

Merry Christmas from GWAR. I SAID MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU ASSHOLES!!! YOU THINK I WEAR THIS SANTA HAT FOR MY HEALTH???

I mean, you can KEEP your fucking Scrooge, bitches (even the Bill Murray and Alastair Sim ones), if there’s one entity I’d like to be serenaded by on Christmas Day, it would be the multifarious organism known to terrestrials as GWAR. So here is video through which we can all live vicariously, as GWAR descends upon an unsuspecting suburban neighborhood, successively terrorizing a harmless family, an inflatable Santa, a grandmotherly type, and a soccer mom.

Everybody hates those fucking inflatables. Smug bastards, they are.

Watch. Watch and experience the unique joy of the holiday season as GWAR brings their very special brand of awesome to the celebration of the birth of the Christ Child.

Strangely, it seems even GWAR has self-esteem issues! From the video (just after the buzzsaw attack solo):

“How’d we do?”

“You were awesome!”

“Better than crappy?”

“A LOT better than crappy!”

Yes, Soccer Mom. Yes, they are.