For me and my brother 🙂
A strange deep calm hit me after the dairy isle. Christmas is going to Rock 🙂
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Have yourself a Merry Slayer Christmas
I’m like listening to Slayyyyyer. Very few people know that Raining Blood is the tale of a visit to Santa’s Grotto gone wrong 😀
The Force is strong with this one!
So me and Henry finally got to see Star Wars VII The Force Awakens at our local Odeon. Truly it was Star Wars day for Henry since as well as the film he watched five episodes of the Clone Wars, as well as the introductory film, and wore his Storm-trooper outfit all day. To say he was a little excited would be an understatement.
Henry quote of the day, as the film suddenly came to an end “OH! I’m going to have to wait two years for the next one!” 🙂
The film was absolutely amazing. I loved it and so did Henry 🙂
So result 😀
Guess who’s over excited about going to see Star Wars…
Thank goodness he’s not seen any of the Clone Wars , so that will keep him occupied until this afternoon 🙂
Nearly there
Well I’ve officially destressed from the day job. Took four days, which is right given the level of nonsense going on at the moment (short version currently being restructured with a good 30% redundancies).
Now getting the family Christmas sorted, as well as chilling out to a bunch of Chinese Hong Kong Action movies after hours (aka Kung Fu Christmas). Oh and me and a very excited Henry are off to see the new Star Wars film this afternoon 🙂
We meet at last Mr Claus
So tell me about this Christmas nonsense 😉
Fired from the Circus
Just found out I’ve been fired from the Deptment of Fun. I’ve been replaced by a bunch of Clowns 😀
Aliens is the best CHRISTMAS FILM EVAR!!!
Aliens is the classic Christmas Film, not Die Hard as some people have erroneously
Hidden in the subliminal Occult Layer (only properly exposed in the 5:1 surround sound Blu-ray release) of the film, it’s a modern critique of the futility of the Christian Christmas (as symbolically represented by the Marines – each of whom are an analogy of the different sects of that religion) faced with the merciless onslaught of Consumerism (the Aliens) and need to return to ancient pre-flood Midwinter celebrations (where it was Pyramids not Trees that were erected OUTSIDE the house for obvious reasons) via the vector of BIG FUCKING GUNS! 😛
Thinking of Dr Know
The Bad Brains weren’t one of the crop of punk bands that ignited my suburban teenage years, I only found them in my late 20s. But once found they kicked my butt to Mars!
So I’m sad to hear their guitarist Dr Know is in critical condition a hospital, so I’m cranking up the PMA Vibe machine and sending him some energy.
Talking of which here’s probably my favorite rebellion/self-realisation song of theirs 🙂
Don’t need no ivory liquid. Don’t want no afro sheen.
Don’t need the latest fashions. Don’t want my hair to smell clean.I’ve got my automotion,
I’ve got that superpotion.
And if you think I’m going crazy,
Then pretty baby it might be true babe.We don’t need no first class. Don’t need no second class.
All of the best-of, all that can kiss my ass.I’ve got my claim to fame,
I’ve got that positive flame.
And if you think I’m going crazy,
Then pretty baby it might be you babe.
Why people carve pumpkins
Well back in 1079, there was this visitor to the little village of Leeds called Jack Pumpkin Head. No one knew where he come from, but there he was one day, demanding a fresh loaf of bread and a brace of Bury Black puddings a day from poor idiotic folk of those parts. If he failed to get this humble fare, he would take himself down the pub and with burning eyes and gnashing teeth kill any Norman ee did find there supping Titleys Ale.
King William was right alarmed and ordered the Scouring of the North to kill the Orange Headed one. But all the fire and slaughter inflicted by robber Norman Knights failed to kill old Jack, so King William was forced to leave his comfy seat down south in the Tower of London meet the oranged headed fiend in single combat. Lo on Ilkey Moor the two heroes met, and after a bloody combat, with much leaping about as to make John Woo most proud, King William did chop of Jack’s Pumpkin Head clean off.
Because he was right cross about having to come up from his comfy seat down south to the cold rainy Noff, he picked up Jack’s head and carved the words “Fuck off, ye be dead, I hate Titleys” on the soft squidgy orange head. Then he stormed off back down south, were the weather was nicer, where they had lovely sweet wine and big fook off castles to keep Saxons out!
The people never forgot King William’s victory over demon Pumpkin Headed Jack and if they were rich , or had a Morrisons nearby, would annually buy a pumpkin to carve into the visage of the terrible Jack with his burning eyes and gnashing teeth in the hope that Jack would come back to earth and deal with the Normans, now called Tories. (well you did ask 🙂 )
