I mean, don't get up if you're comfortable, but if you happen to be standing -- maybe you're in line at Anthropologie to return that Flounced Peplum Tankini, or possibly creating a Year End expense report in Excel at one of those ergonomic stand-up desks, then perhaps you wouldn't mind standing by for action while you're at it.
1. As you've probably seen, Batocchio of Vagabond Scholar continues to torchbear on behalf of the Jon Swift Memorial Round-Up, featuring the best posts from smaller blogs. We weren't asked to participate this year (not that I'm bitter), probably because our previous entries all point to a now dead domain. But this oversight did save us from having to comb through the archives in search of a post that didn't suck, so we're kind of grateful, and as always, happy to catch up on blogs and posts we missed the first time around. Click the link above for more.
2. Boy, that last post, about the Japanese author we might call the Jack LaLanne of Anal Fitness, has attracted more spam (and apparently better spam, since an unprecedented amount of it got through -- and continues to penetrate -- the filter) than any other piece we've published since moving to Blogspot. If it doesn't let up soon, I might have to temporarily re-enable the verification ritual for comments.
By the way, don't blame Keith for this, because he actually submitted a tasteful, even bespoke essay, but I was so intoxicated by Mr. Nishigaki's theories and personal story that I sought out additional excerpts and shoehorned in a few observations during the editorial phase which appear, in hindsight, to have been nothing but naked bot-bait. On the bright side, if Westworld ever becomes a reality, I can probably get the android prostitutes to sleep with me without having to pony up the price for a ticket to the park. (The preceding sentence is also likely to excite a lot of spam-bots, so I'm really not helping myself here.)
3. Holiday Crap Movie Spectacular. We take our traditions seriously at World O' Crap, and it pained me to miss posting our Annual Wo'C Bad Christmas Movie, but as I mentioned the other day, I was briefly overwhelmed by work and largely confined to rugged and lonely locations with lousy cell phone reception and no Netflix streaming. However, I intend to make it up to you guys by posting a holiday-appropriate review on New Years Eve. (Now, if we can manage to coordinate things so you read it while deep in your cups, all the better, but if you can't get to the post until New Years Day that works too, as your hangover will undoubtedly do a better job than I can of simulating the experience of actually sitting through this film.)