I hope you’ve all gotten yourself straight with the big guy in the red suit.
(via Scott Brundage)
One week until Christmas
Pharyngula
Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
I hope you’ve all gotten yourself straight with the big guy in the red suit.
(via Scott Brundage)
That child definitely looks like Mongomery Burns saying his first ever Excellent!
The kid looks afraid that he won’t be eaten first.
That’s just creepy. But then, so is jesus! At least Octoclause is real, right?
Hi,
Found this link to the artwork through Tin Eye Image Search:
http://sbrundage.blogspot.com/2009/12/torcom-2-birth-of-nightmare-cthulhu.html
Hey PZ, Just found this great site with octopus artwork (don’t ask). Scroll down to the chair. You really need a chair like this in you office. http://publizilla.blogspot.com/2011/06/octopus.html
What Ken Larson said: It’s Scott Brundage. The image can be found as a Java rollover here (fourth pic down on the left).
Nope. You keep putting up Xmas themed posts, PZ, and I’m still not feeling jolly or full of holiday spirit, or whateverthefuck.
I still hate this time of year.
/Scrooge
Ia! Ia! Cthulhlu Ftgn!
I for one welcome our tentacled masters, and beg to be consumed first.
Looking at that image, I was reminded of the day that I realized there was no Santa Claus.
Death Valley has only recently become a National Park. Prior to about 1990, it was a National Monument because there were still active mining claims within the boundary. One of the prospectors who had quite a few of those claims was an elderly gentlman named FlapJack Pete (no idea his real name). We knew him when we lived at DEVA.
When I was 7, we moved to Grand Canyon. Santa used to come to Babbit’s General Store in December. One day, I walked in, looked at Santa, and said, “Hey, FlapJack, how you doing? Taking some time off in the winter?”
Sure enough, it was FlapJack Pete and my sisters and I spent about an hour talking with him about Death Valley. And I realized Santa was not real. But FlapJack Pete was cool on so many levels.
Me too.
*waves in a decidedly non-jolly way*
In my son’s high school German class, the teacher was doing oral examinations one student at a time out in the hall. The other class members, instead of just waiting their turns quietly as you’d expect HS freshmen to do (wink), spent their time ‘improving’ the holiday-themed drawings the teacher had on her whiteboard. This picture is a good illustration of what my son did to her Santa sketch.
I’m so proud.
Beatrice:
*waves back!*
Care for a champagne cocktail, B?
Us Scrooges gotta stick together, you know?
Yippee! One week until Christmas. One week of classes then two weeks off and final exams! Oh, you meant present buying and stuff. Rats, only one week until Xmas…
[panic = on]
Oh yes, thank you.
See, this is so much better than Christmas spirit.
images.google.com also supports searching by image, which would have found the source
Santopus was good this year, got a nice little present on his lap.
Too bad about the bones, but they’ll clean up well enough in no time.
Glen Davidson
You are not having jolly, holly and other words ending in olly time?
I always hated what happened to Scrooge at the end of the movie. Why not have a good ending, instead of that cravity-inducing Pollyanna one?
‘Tis:
No.
The holidays are nothing short of a pain in the ass– I’ve felt that way for years now. Plus, the rampant over-consumption is disgusting.
Things are made doubly worse ‘cos we celebrate both Xmas and Hanukkah and I don’t want to do either.
*sigh*
shouldbeworking:
It’s been years since I’ve read A Christmas Carol, but I’m pretty sure that’s how the book ended, too. You know, Scrooge learning the joy of Xmas and family and whatnot. It would be pretty pointless, otherwise.
“What do you want for Christmas, little boy?”
“I wanna be eaten first!”
The bones would be good for making soup. Gotta have some way of using up the leftovers.
You better watch out,
You better not cry,
Better not pout,
I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He’s making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out
Who’s naughty and nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He sees you when you’re sleeping.
He knows when you’re awake.
He knows if you’ve been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
Oh, you better watch out!
You better not cry.
Better not pout,
I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Now read it a second time in a gravelly, grinning-maniac sort of voice.
I dunno, that looks awfully like an Ood to me… http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ood (not that this makes the ‘santa’ picture any less creepy!)
AussieMike@#5:
The chair has been featured on the old blog :)
“Octoclause”? Phphph! I could take him…anyone “knows” that anything without a spin is no much for anyone WITH a spine*!
*”Ka-CLICK!!* (sound of magazine being clicked into place)….anyone up for some christmas calamari??
Well, to tide you all over, for those who don’t care for Agnostica, you can always have a very scary solstice.
Some choice tunes from the latter site which you can actually download it seems:
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Fish-Men
Great Old Ones Are Coming to Town
The Carol of the Olde Ones
Freddy the Red Brained Mi-Go
Oh Cthulhu Chorus
Do You Fear What I Fear?
Awake Ye Scary Great Old Ones
I’m Dreaming of a Dead City
Cthulhu Lives
Tentacles
Lyrics to “The Great Old Ones Are Coming to Town“:
I like the Krampus (Krampi?) better: http://youtu.be/WLnl5ZWG4tg
As much as I loathe this time of year, I am getting a huge kick out of the H P Lovecraft Historical Society’s “Very Scary Solstice”.
Have a taste!
And I see I should have read the comments first.
Damn.
Well if it is Cthulhu caroling time….
Death To The World
Do You Fear What I Fear
I Saw Mommy Kissing Yog-Sothoth
I’m Dreaming of a Dead City