The Top of a Ferris Wheel is a Bad Place to Remember You're Afraid of Heights

Do you know what this is? This is my 200th post! And what better way than to celebrate it than with a video on a ferris wheel? First up for the evening (Friday night, yesh) was the Christmas Market, in which I got a free sweet mince pie and a ride on the ferris wheel, and where I filmed this video:

Apparently the video refuses to upload properly, so here are a few pictures:

Fire Punch makes fire lasers launch from your eyes.

Lindsey in front of the Ferris Wheel.

Blurry view of the festivities.

Claudia and Lindsey being themselves.

You'll just have to take my word for it until the video loads properly that the top of a ferris wheel is a very bad place to remember suddenly that you're afraid of heights.

Afterwards, I went to the cinema with some friends and saw the best worst Christmas-horror film imaginable. It's called Rare Export. Let me take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you why it's better than 'Fresh Prince of Bel Air'. First of all, it was made in Finland. That earns this film points for being foreign, and the country is just  random enough without being obscure: Finland's status as one of the countries with the happiest overall population, good educational system, etc., means that they should know how to pull off a reasonably good film.

Secondly, it was about Santa being a gigantic horned demon, frozen and buried beneath a mountain. Of course, the wealthy Americans had to go and dig it up for prophet, and then the Finns must save the day by blowing up the thawing Santa-demon. The first half of the movie is quite jumpy, really, until halfway through the film when you begin to have armies of old, nude men ('elves') running through Finnish forests, the film evokes a whole new type of fear.

However, they do end up producing a line of Santas from the old men. What makes this gold is that they have an assembly line of Santas, perfecting their Santa-ness under Bolshevik-like surveillance. Take my word - hilarious.