It's a Ukrainian thing. Part of the Easter Basket that gets blessed. Then you eat him and watch his cold dead eyes fade to blackness...on a freshly baked roll. It's a beautiful tradition.
Every year the Alberta Council for the Ukrainian Arts offers a butter lamb making workshop (one afternoon about 3 weeks before Easter). I've never managed to make it to one yet, and didn't again this year for obvious reasons, but SOME DAY I'll get there and make my very own butter lamb! Apparently all you need is a pound of butter and a garlic press.
I tried one year but my lamp looked like an abused stick of butter. So now I get one from people who know what they are doing. It also makes the butter lamb more real to me which makes me feel even happier when I take his head for my mashed potatoes.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Every year the Alberta Council for the Ukrainian Arts offers a butter lamb making workshop (one afternoon about 3 weeks before Easter). I've never managed to make it to one yet, and didn't again this year for obvious reasons, but SOME DAY I'll get there and make my very own butter lamb! Apparently all you need is a pound of butter and a garlic press.
I tried one year but my lamp looked like an abused stick of butter. So now I get one from people who know what they are doing. It also makes the butter lamb more real to me which makes me feel even happier when I take his head for my mashed potatoes.
Praise Jeebus
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