[Completely irrational image from here.]
Erin de Cinco y Mayo go Bragh
[Completely irrational image from here.]
Category: Holidays
Easter
History of the Easter Egg:
To keep a Christian perspective of Easter in your home, please note the following research that can help you explain the history of the Easter egg to your children.
The earliest Christian history of the Easter egg tradition is found approximately 50 years after Jesus’ resurrection. Bright red-colored eggs were simply exchanged as gifts as a symbol of continuing life and Christ’s resurrection. The red color was an intentional Christian tradition commemorating the blood of Christ. The red Easter eggs in Christian history were originally used when two friends met on Easter day. The two friends would know to tap their eggs together and one would greet the other with the words, “Christ is Risen!” and the other would respond, “Christ is Risen Indeed!” Then the eggs were eaten in fellowship.
In the Reformation years, the church instituted the custom of breaking the Lenten fast with hard-boiled eggs. The eggs were brought to the Easter morning service, and the priest blessed them saying, “Lord, bless these eggs as a wholesome substance, eaten in thankfulness on account of the resurrection of our Lord.”
Our main focus must always be that our children meet Jesus in a personal way. If an Easter egg will bring Jesus alive to a child as a symbolic illustration, we should rejoice in the revelation of Jesus and his Resurrection to our children!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Tommy Makem and the Clancy Brothers sang a version of this. I’d post the song here, except that I lent the CD to a man named Martois a coupla years ago and never got it back. (Hunt him down, my friends, and make him cough it up.)
If you can’t read it proper, here’s the transcription, with Irish slang help from THE Eoin Shalloo, after the break. (Thanks Mr. S.) Continue reading “Happy St. Patrick’s Day!”
It’s National Wash Your Cephalopod Day
Springtime is here, or almost is, and something about this photo fascinates and disgusts me at the same time, kinda like goth/emo laundry. I’m not sure if these are squid or octopi, but either way something just isn’t right. Obviously they’re being dried for either food or rain gear, but these sentient denizens of the deep don’t deserve to be humiliated like this.
This image has been lounging around in our “What to Do With This” file for a long time, way before we began tagging the images with their sources. We’d be happy to post the real story if only our crack team of webminers could determine the original source. Comments?
[Welcome Ectoplasmosis readers! If you liked these octopi, you might like the RoboSquid. Feel free to crawl slither hydropropel yourselves around here as long as you want. Just leave a trail of bread crumbs slime crab shells to find your way back.]
[Ditto to Tonmo & WHI readers!]
[UPDATE 22 March 08: ORIGINAL SOURCE HERE! (via here). Our crack team of webminers just got an extension on their contracts.]
Another Great Gift Idea: Rubik’s Primers
Bet your friend that after he scrambles the puzzle, that you can get the green side on the bottom and the red side on the top in less than 10 seconds. Hints on how to do this and other feats of amazement are included in the booklet (included for $1.00 extra).
[Image from NoPuedoCreer.]
Another Great Gift Idea: Pie Face
Lookout Chess! Here’s a true game of strategy. Just like “Connect One,” it all has to do with the preparation. Like it says on the box, “It’s the most fun-filled action GAME you’ve ever played,” with “you’ve” meaning all four of you.
[Found on Rockhopper… Thanx Dan.]
I Heart You
Happy New Year 2008! A New Century!
New Year’s resolutions. Hmmm. Good God there are so many to choose from and so many to ignore and reject. Okeh, I got a couple:
I shall endeavor to be more ascerbic.
I shall wake up when I want to, not when electricity tells me to.
I shall quit giving the cat rides in the dryer if it hasn’t gone in there voluntarily, and if it does, I shall provide a blanket to cushion it.
I shall stop complaining about cat hair on my chonis.
I shall personally snag the livers from the huge turkeys my lovely wife purchases only two times a year for the holidays and I shall cook them up with butter and eat them in private without telling anyone.
I shall not feel guilty when I snicker to myself.
I shall briefly consider presidential candidate endorsements from Chuck Norris, Oprah Winfrey, Barbara Streisand, and whatsisface (you know, that guy, the funny one who doesn’t write his own material) and ignore those endorsements altogether as idiocy, and shall vote for a candidate and issues that they do not support.
I shall continue to combat the forces of evil, and shall pay my bills on time, with the understanding that giving in does not equate to surrender.
I shall fart when and where I want to, and not when or where others think I should, because it’s none of their business, and it’s completely out of their control anyway.
I shall relieve stress, in the aforementioned way, and other ways that I’m not inclined to let you in on.
Those are way too many resolutions for me, but I’ll keep them… to myself.
Wish y’all and yours a prosperous New Year from Tacky Raccoons.
–Your Pal, Bunk.
Merry Christmas to All
Thanks gobs for all your support and interest this past year, and may your Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa festivities include the gift of socks for you and yours.
Bunk & the Family Strutts
[Image from here.]
Last Minute Gift Idea: Electronic Bubble Wrap
This is beyond the Valley of Stupid, past the Hill of Morons, and all the way up to the Citadel of Ignoramus, but it’s available here. The site has an appropriately annoying soundtrack, too, to remind you of what bubble wrap popping sounds like. China knows that we’ll buy anything except for an oil pipeline from the Alaskan arctic desert, and they’re banking on bubble wrap popping audio electronics for now.
Don’t get me wrong. I’d be hawking it right here if I’d thought of it first.
P.S. Don’t buy it yet. This is only the beta analog version. Digital is coming out in January.
Tacky Raccoons 
