It was a stormy Christmas for America's Wang
, and finding out first thing in the morning that James Brown had died
didn't help. My Christmas Flickr Blogging didn't turn out particularly Christmasy, but what the heck. Happy Holidays, y'all.
Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the Calder mobile
is keeping perfectly still.
No mouse is safe from the n-dimensional forays of Dopples, the Trans-Euclidean Cat.
Yep. Still there.
I got nothin' for this one—I just think it's too unbearably effing cute to leave out.
"You might however consider
whether you should not unfold as a background the great privilege of habeas corpus
and trial by jury, which are the supreme protection invented by the English people for ordinary individuals against the state. The power of the Executive to cast a man in prison without formulating any charge known to the law, and particularly to deny him the judgment of his peers is in the highest degree odious and is the foundation of all totalitarian government, whether Nazi or Communist."
"I hope those supplements do the trick, Mrs. Pynchon."
(Oh. I swear. If it isn't the kid crying for his Gameboy, it's the neighborhood brats with their endless choruses of "She's Got the Whole World in Her Freakishly Large Hands.")
This year, the Categorical Aperitif Christmas Pageant featured the UHigh Spirit Corps and Dancing, Prancing Anti-Erectile Dysfunctionettes.
After the pageant, we all watched my favorite Christmas special: Marlin Perkins' A Very Serengheti Christmas.
My favorite gift this year was this print of Botticelli's magnificent Ann Coulter on the Half Shell.
Speaking of Alexander Calder, check out the Virtual Calder Mobile when you get a chance. It's almost as much fun as the Mondrimat!
Random Flickr Blogging explained here; photos from here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.
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