When Neil Gaiman makes a baby with Wicked
This is the most brilliant crossover piece I've seen in ages...maybe ever. Star-Surfer, a Spanish chick on Deviant Art, created this crazy smart cover for Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett's Good Omens, one of my favorite books, in an homage to the now iconic poster for Wicked, my favorite musical (and one of my favorite things, period). I...LOVE...THIS. Dude, instead of the little green witch symbol on the broom over the title, there is a green Bentley. Seriously cool. THANK YOU, STAR-SURFER!!! She also has a cute cartoon that has Harry Potter visiting Dr. House. Nice.
Christmas Special, Blaine and Kurt Style
This was brill. I wish the entire episode had been in this old-timey Christmas show style instead of just the fifteen or twenty minutes that they did. Bravo to the two men, and to whomever put together this stunning set--so authentic! These two look like they were pulled right out of this era. I wanted to move in to this scene!
I'm getting tons of hits on my blog for one particular post that I did on the fictional (but delish) holiday cocktail, The Blue Marilyn. Searched for phrases include, "Will and Grace Blue Marilyn," "Will's mom's secret drink," "Blythe Danner anti-suicide drink," and more. The hits have come from all over the U.S., but as nearby as Indianapolis. They have come internationally from as far as Croatia and, inexplicably, Saudi Arabia. I can only imagine that much of the Blue traffic has to do with people throwing holiday bashes, and wanting that extra zingy cocktail that, as Will's mom promises, both staves off suicide and is fun. Drink up, partiers, whether you're under the lights of Hanukkah, standing next to the creche, or bellowing out a hearty, "Io, Saturnalia!" Drink up even more if you're gearing up for the Festivus airing of grievances and feats of strength. A Blue Marilyn goes with anything.
(I'm going to mix one up and watch the Mormon Tabernacle Choir on PBS on Wednesday night after I get back from yet another Christmas party. Just because the MoTabs can't indulge doesn't mean I can't while hearing them sing. Also, I'm mixing some up for my friend Jack on Christmas night after our family get togethers are over. We may need it.).
I had a veritable Holmes orgy this weekend, watching the BBC Sherlock series on Netflix, going to the theater to see Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows, and then, whilst finishing up Christmas wrapping and card writing, I popped in the dvd of the movie that started it all for me, Young Sherlock Holmes. When this movie came out in 1985, I was eleven. After seeing it with my childhood bff, Jennifer, I went straight home and started reading the Sherlock Holmes stories. I'd read them all, including the Holmes novels by about a year later. This sparked a love of reading in me that reminds me of how kids today talk about how Harry Potter began their love of books (and there is a connection there--Chris Columbus wrote the screenplay of YSH and directed the first two Potter films). It was a great weekend getting back into my love affair with Holmes, the drug-addicted, asexual misogynist. God, I love that man.
I beg you to watch the new BBC series if you love Sherlock Holmes. The way they keep the spirit of the original stories by Doyle, while adding text messaging, modern sensibilities and the London Eye...it's just stunning and gorgeous. Love it. Nobody does it like BBC.
Anyway, those are the things that are making me cheerful in midwinter. Those, and people I love and who love me back. Life is a fine thing indeed.