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December 17, 2009
Calendar of Disturbing Santas, Day 16
Each year, the neighborhood children eagerly anticipated the arrival of Santa Gargoyle.
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December 16, 2009
Calendar of Disturbing Santas, Day 15
Please address all thank-you cards directly to me.
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December 15, 2009
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December 13, 2009
Another year, another amazing Latkefest
Every year, the Salad Clan is invited to the much anticipated Latkefest in Seminole Heights.
And every year, the event gets more and more wonderful.
New friendships are formed.
Glad tidings are shared.
And delcious food - like this caprese and spinach dip on challah bread bruschetta - is enjoyed.
Even the eggs are happy.
Alan Snel of the outstanding Bike Stories blog throws Latkefest each year.
He bestowed this lovely sombrero upon the salad family as a holiday present last night.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Hanukkah.
December 12, 2009
Regurgitated reflux reheated and re-served
So the other morning, I'm watching SportsCenter while having coffee. And I notice that writer Rick Reilly is in one of the anchor chairs. And he's really bad.
That's not a criticism, just an observation. Anyone who's been on TV knows that it's an unnatural experience.
But Reilly was bad, even by middle-age schlumpy writer standards. And it irritated me. So I go and do what every 44-year-old man does to vent his spleen.
I tell it to Twitter:
Allow me to put the reference in context:
Stay classy, Jeff.
Only one problem. People read things on Twitter.
People like the good folks at Deadpin. They did the very important public service of combing through Twitter to pull a common thread through the sweater of outrage.
In that sweater was this:
To recap: I watched a show that regurges sports clips, then went on a social media site that regurges opinions to vomit outrage about the peristaltic sports show. That discharge was then projectile hurled uopn readers at Deadspin. I then picked through my own regurge on a regurtitated post to then reheat those refried bean of outrage so I could share it with you now.
We may have just gone back in time.
Better than a stick in the head
If there is one redeeming quality to the Internets, it is this: It allows those who think a personified candy apple doffing a top hat is funny to gather and warm their hands around the same warm fire of stupidity:
Weirdness + Flickr = Approbation
December 11, 2009
Calendar of Disturbing Santas, Day 10
I've been a reader of the blog Your Moosey Fate since about 2004. I connected with Lynn in Winnipeg after I posted a story of a moose found dangling 50 feet in the air, his antlers tangled in a set of rural power lines southeast of Fairbanks.
Turns out that in addition to moose, she's also a fan of disturbing Santa photos, so much so, that she posted a photo of herself as a child on Kris Kringle's knee on the verge of having a frightened hissy.
Lynn has decided to join our reindeer games. Today's entry on the CoDS comes directly from her, via the Winnipeg Free Press:
Looks like Santa could use a patch job on the beard. And, generally, a less frightening facial disposition. Pronto.
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December 10, 2009
Calendar of Disturbing Santas, Day 9
Santa is a fan of tattoos. Who knew?
One tat too far? My apologies.
Feel free to make your own.
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