With Christmas fast approaching, tis the season to be utterly perplexed with gifting and regifting. Would it be considered too arrogant if one were to set up a gift registry of desired presents to refer loved ones in search of a hint? It cuts out the guess work and verbal jousting of "So what would you like for
Capitalism + Christmas = Yet Another Opportunity (Social Awkwardness Optional)
Australian Tragic is Tomed Heebie-Jeebies
Awake in the wee hours of morning past, uncovered tales of a Lucky Country caffeinated the weary longingly:
Moloch
While waiting at Circular Quay for a ferry to take them to Sydney's Luna Park on June 9, 1979, the Godson family are approached by a Satanic-looking figure dressed in a loincloth and wearing a mask with horns (pictured above). The creature voicelessly places his hand on young Damian Godson's shoulder. Somebody snaps a photograph. It is the last photograph of the boy ever taken - hours later, Damian, his brother, Craig, and his father, John, will burn in the fire that sweeps through The Ghost Train. Nobody will ever see the horned man again.
Joan of Antwerp
A priest has been called to a farm near the town of Antwerp in Victoria, where he has been told an exorcism has entered a difficult phase. Inside the house, he finds the body of Joan Vollmer decomposing in the bedroom, her fluids leaking into the bedclothes and onto the floor, while the three “exorcists” – including the dead woman's husband – are in the kitchen, in an extreme state of denial, fixing themselves some sandwiches. The priest politely declines their invitation that he join them for lunch.
A Day at the Races
James Larkins and his dog have been wandering in the Queensland outback for hours. James has been drinking for days, and his hangover is now baking under the intense midday sun. There is no water, no shade. Mad with thirst, he digs in the soil for water, but the earth is thirsty, too. He would do anything, he thinks, for any moisture at all. He looks at his dog. There is blood inside of her – a pint, maybe two. He takes out his pocket knife ...
What’s Eating Mrs Mousley?
On February 9, 1919, police are called to a mansion on Dandenong Road in the Melbourne suburb of Windsor. The occupant, old Mrs Mousley, has not been seen for days, and her neighbours are worried that she might have drunk herself into some kind of harm. As police force the door and cautiously move down the darkened hallway, their footsteps give rise to a ferocious trembling in the floorboards and walls as thousands of rats scuttle for subterranean safety. From the darkness of the living room comes a malevolent growl ...
Sourced from news.com.au
Bored of blankshooting?
So hearting out for Studio Ghibli films at the moment. A caveat though; Hayao Miyazaki's films. Howl's Moving Castle and Spirited Away are givens, My Neighbor Totoro is a definite fave, even in its surrealness (Catbus!) and incongruous Japanese setting versus Caucasian protagonists (yes, it's anime style so not so Far East features are on display - what gives?) Laputa is on the radar, as is Kiki's and Nausicaa but in the meantime, persons suggest for you: banalytics. Whitebread for the blogger.
Javanese Left 4 Dead!
360-challenged zombie-cullers can now rejoice in this interweb version of L4D!
Left 4K Dead is Markus Persson's entry to the 2009 Java 4K Competition and it's a cracker of a slasher / zombie-liberator! Use W-A-S-D to move, mousage to look around, 'R' to reload and freedom all but a left mouse button away!
A Sticky Situation?
When you're feeling a little down and can't bear it any more, the sweet ailment of honey bees is your om nom nom nom to golden times.
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