Another year, another embedded video

Stick a fork in 2008, it's done. Let's hope 2009 is better, not that it'll have to try much. Still, for all it's worth, I wish you all, nay, command you to enjoy yourself this evening, and let's give the New Year a nice, warm, fuzzy welcome.

Manah manah.

Christmas carols

Some years ago, back in my studyin' days, I had a fierce argument with a friend regarding Fairytale of New York. She did not agree with my completely objective opinion that it is the greatest Christmas song ever made. I know! Crazy. Anyway, we were at this Christmas party down the local student pub. At closing time, they played this song, while shepherding everyone out, and suddenly we were this tiny group of strangers (we might have been just two, time's hard on the details), singing (sic) along to the Pogues and Kirsty MacColl. I think that made even my cynical friend succumb to the drunken joy of the Christmas spirit.

Yeah yeah, maybe not the bestest, most hilarious story ever told. Still, as memories go, it's kind of beautiful.



This next one is my dads favourite. You're probably wondering just what the hell goes on around my house during Christmas, but don't worry. My mum's got all that psalm stuff covered, and I just leave the room if anything resembling Wham comes on.



But now, perhaps, you're feeling a bit sad. Maybe some titties will cheer you up? It's time for a completely different kind of Christmas tune.



Well, that sure ended abruptly. Before I leave you all to your fatty foods and expensive presents, we still have time for one more, right? Yeah, we'll always have time for Billie. And if anyone wants to argue about whether it's about Christmas or not, they've missed the point in a spectacular way.



Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!