The Eurovision Song Contest was held this weekend, which means it's time to play Guess The Nationality Of The Eurovision Presenter! Ready, steady ... let's go!


Q: Which of these presenters comes from The Netherlands, home of legalized pot and Europe's number one importer of munchies?

a. b.
c. d.


Q: Which of these presenters hails from Ireland, the land of whiskey, beer, corned beef and telling you their opinions?

a. b.
c. d.


Q: Which of these presenters is apparently the White Witch from the Narnia books, and is calling in from Iceland?

a. b.
c. d.


Q: Which of these presenters represents Russia, this year's Eurovision winner and Asia's central depot for 80's style porn and mob hits?

a. b.
c. d.


Q: Who joins us from Moldova, land of apples?

a. b.
c. d.


Q: And lastly, the fuck?

a. b.
c. d.
e. f.


I didn't comment much on Eurovision this year because it was sort of consciously ridiculous and/or boring, as opposed to genuinely so (Although I don't think Greece has any idea how intolerable its second-placing entry was). Serbia set the tone last year with its mopey, somber entry (Someone must explain to me how Serbia is the most depressing nation in Europe and yet its presenter was pretty much by far the hottest ... okay, excepting Romania) and Finland the year before with Lordi. Ireland's self-aware intentional mockery entry of Dustin the Turkey made it worse - doing it awfully on purpose was irritating, and the antithesis of cool. Pretty much all that redeems Ireland is that their presenter passive-aggressively added to her introduction "Looks like you're having a wonderful time, too bad we couldn't be there" and then gave its twelve points to Latvia's all-Pirates "Wolves of the Sea" production. IRELAND! Drink more, you guys!

Anyway, the presenters were the best part, Kate and I watched and laff-ff-ff-ffed, and then screamed when the impish figure from Moldova tried to give us an apple. DUDE WE'VE SEEN SNOW WHITE.

Also, while we're here:


FRANCE DON'T GIVE A FUCK, YO!

Did some more tiny heroes this weekend, starting with two classic pulps:




And then one of Kirby's Female Furies. Now I guess I have to do all of them:



And lastly, this rendering of the amazing costume which, if you haven't seen before, you should go check out. Your lids, they will be flipped:



In other news, my scanner is still ass, at least when I scan from the laptop. It needs the full-fledged desktop power, which kind of defeats the purpose of the portable USB-powered scanner in the first place.