A collection of post-Christmas tweets that will leave you despairing for the human race.

There are some folks in this would that you just can’t make happy no matter what you do for them or what you give them. Take, for example, this bunch of numbnuts bitching about not getting an iPhone, iPad, or car for Christmas:

Click to embiggen if you can handle whiny, entitled morons.

I know there are a lot of folks out there who have an over-inflated sense of entitlement, but it’s still somewhat stunning to have it collected all in one place as effectively as Twitter manages to do it. Of course it’s difficult to tell how many of these tweets are serious and how many of them were done as a poor attempt at humor, but even if it’s only a couple that are real there’s still some serious sense enhancing slappage to be handed out.

I mean I was a kid once and I know what it’s like to not get something on Christmas you were really hoping to get. Or, worse, getting something you were really hoping not to (read: new socks), but as far as I can recall I was never so upset that I threw a tantrum about it. At least not past the age of five. I still tended to get plenty of cool things that I was appreciative of, but more importantly I appreciated the fact that people took the time and effort, not to mention the money, to go out and get me something they thought I’d love to have. Even more so when times are tough and money is tight. Even new socks can be worthwhile when the ones you have are full of holes. Hell, I feel grateful that my family considers me worth the aggravation and cost of shopping for during what is one of the most stressful times of the year.

Granted, these days it’s a lot easier than it was in the past. Between online shopping and Amazon.com wish lists I’m a pretty easy guy to shop for. I try to make sure my wish list has plenty of lesser expensive items that I’d love to get on it so folks don’t have to spend an arm and a leg to make my dreams come true, but I keep a couple of more expensive items for anyone who’s feeling particularly generous. Sometimes I get a big ticket item and sometimes I don’t, but I make it pretty easy to ensure that I’ll love whatever it is you get me and I try not to get my heart set on any one thing.

But perhaps I’m being unfair. As an adult I know that anything I really, desperately want that I don’t get at Christmas/Birthdays/Whatever I can eventually just buy for myself sooner or later. Maybe these kids just don’t realize that yet. Or maybe they don’t have the means outside of the generosity of their families and friends.

Or, more likely, maybe what they really need is a good smack or two upside their greedy little heads…

 

A very Merry SEB Christmas to you and yours.

It’s been a busy weekend with the family so we’re going with our annual message from the Official SEB Cat, Melvin, who says:

Pic of Melvin in a Santa hat.

What do you get when you combine cute puppies and Christmas?

You get the following dangerously cute video clip:

Almost makes me want to get a puppy. Almost.

Via ***Dave Does The Blog.

And now “The Nutcracker” as sung by disembodied flying heads.

Never say we aren’t a classy joint around here:

A Christmas Carol with the Flying Spaghetti Monster in it?

A Christmas Carol with the Flying Spaghetti Monster in it?

I am SO there! Haven’t watch this yet, but I will be once I get home today. #google+ #Christmas #FSM

CC-licensed, Dickens-based, Pastifarian Christmas Carol kids’ special

Robbo sez,

Puppets, songs, the Flying Spaghetti Monster and Charles Dickens – all that and more are in our internet video holiday special: “Ruffus The Dog’s Christmas Carol”.

Not just for kids, it’s an unusual half-hour take on Dickens’s classic – released under a Creative Commons License.

Funded partly through IndieGoGo and a lot of sweat equity from the performers (total budget just a little over $5,000) we shot this thing in 4 days in my living room. All the puppet characters were shot …

“To XMAS and Beyond!” by The Thinking Atheist.

The Thinking Atheist does a short video on the history of Christmas:

I’m always amused when Christians ask me why I celebrate Christmas. Given how much of it has nothing to do with Christ the real question is why they celebrate it.

How to gift wrap a cat for Christmas.

I’m terrible at wrapping gifts which is why I leave that task to my wife most of the time because she’s awesome at it. When I wrap a gift it looks like it was done by a bunch of drunken retarded monkeys who were handed paper, tape, scissors and given no instruction in the art of gift wrapping at all. When my wife does it it’s almost too damn pretty to tear apart for the goodies inside. You want to set it on a shelf like some sort of art installation. So the only gifts I tend to wrap are the ones I’m giving to her because having her do it would kind of spoil the surprise.

I have an especially hard time with oddly shaped items that aren’t in a box. Things like blankets or teddy bears or, say, a cat. Fortunately YouTube has lots of videos aimed at teaching idiots like me how to wrap anything for the holidays. If you’re planning on giving a cat to someone and aren’t sure how to wrap it, then perhaps this video from MoreFlippyCat will be of help:

That looks easy enough and I have at least three cats I can practice on should I find myself giving someone a cat. Perhaps one of the cats I have now. No, of course not. If I gave one of them away I would lose a valuable hairball resource.

Bonus: Be sure to check out the followup video from CuteThingsExploding!

“The Doctor, The Widow and The Wardrobe” trailer for Doctor Who Christmas Special.

This is awesomesauce!

Here’s hoping you have a very Merry Christmas!

From all of us here at SEB to you and yours here’s a wish for love, health, and happiness today and throughout the coming year.

Pic of Melvin in a Santa hat.

Some seasonal music: Tim Minchin’s “White Wine in the Sun.”

I’ve posted this in the past, but it’s such a good Christmas song I can’t resist posting it again. I think it sums up Christmas for me pretty well. It always makes me a little misty eyed:

White Wine in the Sun by Tim Minchin
I really like Christmas
It’s sentimental, I know, but I just really like it
I am hardly religious
I’d rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu, to be honest

And yes, I have all of the usual objections
To consumerism, to the commercialisation of an ancient religion
To the Westernization of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer
But I still really like it

I’m looking forward to Christmas
Though I’m not expecting a visit from Jesus

I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun

I don’t go in for ancient wisdom
I don’t believe just cause ideas are tenacious it means that they’re worthy
I get freaked out by churches
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the lyrics are dodgy

And yes I have all of the usual objections
To the miseducation of children who, in tax-exempt institutions,
Are taught to externalize blame
And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and wrong
But I quite like the songs

I’m not expecting big presents
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate is just fine by me

‘Cause I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun

And you, my baby girl
My jet-lagged infant daughter
You’ll be handed round the room
Like a puppy at a primary school
And you won’t understand
But you will learn someday
That wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who’ll make you feel safe in this world
My sweet blue-eyed girl

And if, my baby girl
When you’re twenty-one or thirty-one
And Christmas comes around
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
You’ll know whatever comes
Your brother and sisters and me and your Mum
Will be waiting for you in the sun
Whenever you come
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Darling, when Christmas comes
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Waiting for you in the sun
Waiting for you…
Waiting…

I really like Christmas
It’s sentimental, I know…