big empty monday

enjoy!

sour death ball sunday

sick-ville, canada. population: 1.

it seems to me that the cold from copenhagen (the one i thought i’d narrowly escaped) has finally caught up to me. i woke up with a closed throat and limbs unwilling to cooperate. since then, i have been utterly useless: lofting around in bed, catching up on planet money (the only reason why i know anything about toxic assets!) and PBS documentaries i am too ashamed to disclose here.

but i digress. here is a short film that never fails to amuse me. i first came across this clip while watching wholpin dvds with my friend torstein in norway. wholpin dvds, by the way, are an accurate description of what i deem The Perfect Present (just f.y.i.).

without further ado, i give you, the sour death balls: