Victorian Christmas Greetings

[Found in here, with more.]

The Night Before Christmas Eve Eve Eve Hot Links

Sleigh Ride, The Ventures (1965) Straight outta Tacoma, with over 110 million records sold worldwide, The Ventures are the best-selling instrumental band of all time.

Yulesville.

Stay warm.

Amish AAA.

It’s 9 o’clock.

Waymo bricks.

Equine paranoia.

1921 killer robot.

The Gibson Girls.

Makin’ the beans.

A Band of Karens.

Digging up a river.

Sanctuary School.

Edibles for children.

They gave it their all.

An ominous warning.

This was THE topper.

The Christmas Closet.

Who were the Belgae?

Understanding Children.

Hunter T.’s Christmas tree.

BOING [via Everlasting Blört].

Christmas in 1964 Appalachia.

Another of Spock’s juvenile pranks.

Facebook’s “Race-Blind” Algorithm.

15 multiplanes [via Memo Of The Air].

Nevermind the Bollards [via Thompson, blog].

[Top image: Santa’s Time Machine, modified from the cover of The Time Machine, Classics Illustrated (1958).]


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Saturday Matinee – SKAyway, Krakin’ Kellys & Joe Bonamassa

SKAyway is a band from Makati, Philippines, that plays “punkSKAdelic music twisted with reggae, blues, swing and rock.”

Krakin’ Kellys is a Belgian Celtic punk pub brawl band that has generated a lot of attention since their formation in 2017 for their mix of traditional Irish tavern sounds with skate punk energy.

Joe Bonamassa‘s Merry Christmas Blues album (2013) is still free for download. Every song is a good one.

Just a few more days to get stuff wrapped and to the post office so gifts don’t arrive really late. I was thinking about doing it tomorrow, but the porch is calling. You know the drill. Noonish o’clock. There. Be.

The .Gif Friday Post No. 934 – Rockin’ Pup, Dino Damage, Santa’s Camels & Vincent’s Present

[Found here, here, here and here.]

Ho… Ho… Ho…

[Found hereand there’s more.]

Snow Pants

Pants are gonna drop when it gets to +32º F.
[Found here and here.]

DIY Christmas Tree

Pen and ink sketch by Mattias Adolfsson (2025).

Stuff I Do When I’m Bored

Viraginous Hot Links

Don’t Be Lonely, BoDeans (1987)
Classic guitar-driven midwestern rock-pop group BoDeans formed in 1986 in Waukesha, Wisconsin, and they’re still at it.

dog.

A Truth.

Nanners.

River elk.

Alley Orb.

Leo Blues.

Snow ride.

No changes.

Rocky LaPorte.

Why two nostrils?

Hypocrisy School.

Painting with balls.

Meet Sydney Mecham.

Saw what you did there.

Iron Head’s Black Betty.

Fredrikshavn live webcam.

The howl of the arctic wolf.

Just Angus jumping around.

Signs of the the Exit [via Messy Nessy].

MIDI Slapophone [via Memo Of The Air].

Wash your marmot [via Everlasting Blört].

Yuleshards, bummocks and Schnapsidees.

Kellog’s Contraptions [via Thompson, blog].

Guadalcanal Christmas 1945 [via The View from Lady Lake].

[Top image found here, with caption:
Twice a year at Asakusa’s famous Sensoji temple an old ceremony of dancers dressed as white egrets or herons take place, once in April and once in November. The ceremony is called Shirasaginomai (白鷺の舞) and was revived in 1968 using an old scroll as a basis that had been found in the temple, depicting a ceremonial dance in 1652.]


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Saturday Matinee – Beaux Gris Gris & The Apocalypse, The Cinelli Brothers, and Mr. Sipp

Beau Gris Gris & The Apocalypse is a roots rock blues Americana country soul punk psychobilly band from California, featuring vocals by documentary filmmaker, television producer, business entrepreneur and Louisiana native Greta “Gris Gris” Valenti. (The nice lady dancing in the background is Kitten De Ville.)

Winners of the 2024 UK Blues Band of the Year, The Cinelli Brothers (Marco and Alessandro) revive 1960s – 70s vintage electric blues, R&B and soul with a modern vibe.

Castro Coleman, aka Mr. Sipp is smooth. A recipient of many prestigious awards, Castro was the first bluesman to have his handprint inducted into the Wall of Fame in Fredrikshavn, Denmark.

Another week and world news is still splattering all over the pavement and splashing in the swales. Every major story is both good news and omens of disaster depending upon the time of day and which town crier is coming through the village. The 48 hour rule is officially null and void.

My plan is to sleep in until Porch Time so I can be fashionably late. See you then and/or there.