My God, haven't we suffered enough?

Go away, 2016. I can't take anymore of the misery you've imposed on us. It was bad enough when you took from us Michael "Jim" Delligatti at the tender age of 98. The man gave us the Big Mac, and he's gone because of you, 2016.

As if that weren't enough, you took Henry Heimlich, who gave us the maneuver to save people who are choking on food, a maneuver made all the more necessary by the genius of Jim Delligatti. To add insult to injury, Heimlich was practically a baby compared to Delligatti, a mere 96 years young. Damn you, 2016.

But were you done? Oh, no. Peng Chang-Kuei, the noted Taiwanese chef and the inventer of General Tso's chicken, with plenty of life left in front of him at 97 -- you just couldn't stop yourself, could you, 2016? You snatched him from us like somebody picking up his take-out General Tso's, not caring about the ones left behind.

But that wasn't the worst of it, you fiend. Just a bit more than a week ago, you took Leo Hulseman, who was barely out of his teens at age 84. How, I ask you, how could you strike down the greatest of all these men, the man who made every party from the early 1970s onward possible, the man who nursed generations of college students through keg party after keg party, the man who gave us that durable, versatile and inexpensive goblet of joy, the red Solo cup?

I think maybe it is best to just honor Mr. Hulseman in song:

Toby Keith is a big boy, 2016. I hope he finds you and kicks your ass.

So, other than all those tragic deaths, why is everybody complaining about what a horrible year 2016 was?

Boom!

December 2016 is now the second-most-viewed month in the history of Eff You, and still going strong with a little under 24 hours to go. It is second only to the November 2012 Instalanche, when Eff You was linked by one of the most popular blogs in the world and got 29,000 visits in one day. Hard to top that for a low-traffic blog like this, but 12/2016 did itself proud and is now No. 2 alltime.

A boring traffic post

With just more than two days left in the month, I am only about 50 hits away from having the second-best month ever for traffic on the blog. Normally, December sucks rocks, but this year, apparently, the porn-seeking spambots have been hitting the site because I say fuck a lot, and doing so at a high rate. Fuck yeah!

A couple of '80s one-hit wonders for you

Not sure what made me think of these songs, both of which were really the only hit the bands had, respectively. Both excellent songs for their time, in my opinion, I think they hold up OK, despite the stylistic changes since then. First up, Icicle Works:



Much more widely heard, I think, because of the movie "Valley Girl," and a great song:

A post for cat owners

Seriously, you know it could happen any day. Or every day:

And it probably does.

We've had our challenges this Christmas season

Not least among those challenges arose when Mrs. Wolves bought a small artificial tree and Mayhem decided to explore:

I mean, really explore:

This led to a serious gap in the tree, as Mayhem managed to bend the branches down at her preferred exit level:

We got it fixed with bubble gum and bandaids, but it is a cautionary tale regarding cats and Christmas trees.

Another Merry Christmas post

Hope everyone had the best Christmas possible.

We have a guy in the neighborhood who owns a pair of beautiful huskies (might be malamutes, but gorgeous snow dogs) and this is his Christmas yard display:

Livin' the dream, baby. Livin' the dream. A little Drake White for you: