Rare videos and such.
Apparently http://cultrararevideos.com has some rare videos free for download. I got this last night:

I haven’t watched it yet, but hopefully it’ll be good. There’s some other retarded stuff on that site that I need to check out.
Edit: Dang, looks like the site requires some login (which I don’t have) now. Peepeedoodoo.
Happy Holidays!
Santa Claus gave me explosive diarrhea for Christmas. I am typing this while torrents of watery shit are shooting out of my ass. I hope you all are having a better holiday season than I am at the moment.
the future of the white race
I think I’ve shared this before outside of the blog, but it needs to be experienced again.
Stunning. Rock on, you crazy honkies.
Weekly Steve Vai Post
A true and exceptionally pure classic.
Fun holiday activities- fart tasting!
Here is a fun thing I discovered the other day. If you are chugging a glass of water as quickly as you can, thus breathing through your nose between gulps, try and make a horribly stinky fart. You will discover that when you breathe it in, your next few gulps will taste like liquid fart.
Isn’t that great?
On second thought, this might be more fun if you could trick someone else to be chugging the water while you make the stink.
I feel like I need to come up with a name for this.
Pre-Christian Alpine Traditions
I always though something was missing from my December celebrations:
KRAMPUS
The word Krampus originates from the Old High German word for claw (Krampen). In the Alpine regions the Krampus is represented by an incubus in company of Saint Nicholas. Traditionally, young men dress up as the Krampus in the first two weeks of December, particularly in the evening of December 5, and roam the streets frightening children (and adults) with rusty chains and bells. In some rural areas the tradition also includes slight birching by the Krampus, especially of young females.
The present day Krampus costume consists of wooden masks or Larve, sheep’s skin and horns. Considerable effort goes into the manufacture of the hand-crafted masks, as many younger adults in rural communities engage competitively in the Krampus events.
In Oberstdorf, in the southwestern alpine part of Bavaria, the tradition of the “Wilde Mann” (wild man) is kept alive. He is described exactly like Krampus (except the horns), dressed in fur and frightening children (and adults) with rusty chains and bells.
Perchten
Originally, the word Perchten (plural of Perchta) referred to the female masks representing the entourage of Frau Perchta or Pehta baba as is known in Slovenia, an ancient goddess (some claim a connection to the nordic goddess Freyja, though this is uncertain). Traditionally, the masks were displayed in processions (Perchtenlauf) during the last week of December and first week of January, and particularly on 6 January. The costume consists of a brown wooden mask and brown or white sheep’s skin. In recent times Krampus and Perchten have increasingly been displayed in a single event, leading to a loss of distinction of the two. Perchten are associated with midwinter and the embodiment of fate and the souls of the dead. The name originates from the Old High German word peraht, or brilliant.
Regional variations of the name include Berigl, Berchtlmuada, Berchta, Pehta, Perhta-Baba, Zlobna Pehta, Bechtrababa, Sampa, Stampa, Lutzl, Zamperin, Pudelfrau, Zampermuatta and Rauweib. The Roman Catholic Church attempted to prohibit the sometimes rampant practise in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries but later condoned it, resulting in a revival.
In the Pongau region of Austria large processions of Schönperchten (beautiful Perchten) and Schiachperchten (ugly Perchten) are held every winter. Other regional variations include the Tresterer in the Austrian Pinzgau region, the stilt dancers in the town of Unken, the Schnabelpercht (beaked Percht) in the Unterinntal region and the Glöcklerlaufen (bell running) in the Salzkammergut. A number of large ski resorts have turned the tradition into a tourist attraction drawing large crowds every winter.
In the town of Andrista, Valle Camonica, Italy each year came a mythological figure of the forest: the Badalisc (or Badalisk).[1]
Baby Beat Down
Funny how the GF gets pregnant and I find out that the guy I work with does growling vocals for this “slightly” over the top hardcore/metal project: http://www.myspace.com/dantemasticates
I actually enjoy it too.
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