three, THREE posts in one day!

i haven't been able to get count van count out of my head since the fredster brought him up.

but now i've got a news link collage to share (i've taken a muscle relaxer and am slightly punchy and irreverent at the moment):

update (3/24): okay, i know that most holidays are bastardized away from their original purposes. christmas is all madison avenue-y, halloween is refined begging, easter is a strange fertility rite and candy fiesta, and purim's about dressing up. tradition says on purim you dress as mordecai or esther or someone from the story. but as a mexican?

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