Thursday, December 21, 2006

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Cephalopodmas, the Yeti, and You

For the secular and squid-loving among us, there is...


We here at "I Love The Yeti" want it known that, even though we do love the yeti, we also love the cephalopod. So in honor of Cephalopodmas, I hereby offer the following gift shopping guide.

Why a gift guide? Because even those celebrating Cephalopodmas this year still have to get presents for family members and the occasional bus-driver.

Domestic tensions? Home-made gifts always do the trick. How about a hand-crafted Snowy the Yeti!? According to the site, "many fear him not knowing that he loves making new friends". Sounds like a stocking stuffer to me. Also sounds like Cephalopodmas magic in the making.

Do you know someone who likes their yeti soft and ductile? Or, are you afraid that your little brother will violently hurl any yeti that they get for Cephalopodmas at you? Does the subsequent injuries you will incur from said fraternal projectile give you the worries? Fear not... for the good people of the toy business have made yeti extra-cushy just in time for the Season. The dang thing can hit you in the head and you will lose no consciousness - they practically guarantee it.

Next year, expect the technology to permit the creation of the Nano-Yeti, but this year we're stuck with just the Micro-Yeti. Still though, it's pretty fantastic all-considering. Our ancestors would be cholking (a variant spelling of the more common choking) on their comestibles (a variant spelling of the more common combustibles) if they saw it. Back then they just had Mega-Yeti; the technology could only permit the creation of HUGE yeti. You know, each year they just keep getting smaller and smaller. The Micro-Yeti will fit in a pocket and about four of them can fit in a pita. That's modernity for you.

Your kin are craving a hot bowl of stew, and if they have their druthers, it will be guarded over by a yeti. The Bowl of Yeti, now available in the finer stores, is a protective chalice. All stew, soup, and noodle dishes will be protected by the fetishized yeti overseer. The Abominable Snowman has long been thought to be a patron saint of sorts to all bowled foods. Now your family and the bus-driver can enjoy the savory spoils while being assured of the lack of contamination by foreign particles.

A young child, particularly one that is bored by what passes for the standard kids fare these days, will appreciate the Yeti Barbie.

On the other hand, a young child that is still thrilled by standard kids fare will not feel threatened by the Well-Groomed Yeti. Not intended as a toy, the industrial filling solution used in the blending processes involved in the creation of titanium biophosphate strongly resembles a yeti figurine - so such so, that it might be deemed non-threatening to an un-bored child of significant age that needs a gift come Cephalopodmas-time. Using a comb or other horse-grooming utensil, the child can proceed to give hair-care to the yeti, which already appears to be sufficiently groomed. This will instill a sense of self-worth and esteem - a gift far more meaningful and lasting than say, a spatula.

If you want to get your "Special Other" a present and saying nice things to them won't cut it, buy them a diamond ring. But if that diamond ring won't shine, mama's gonna buy them a yeti made from 100% real metal! Wow the socks and shoes off your lover when they see what's in store for them. Tell them it's not from you, but actually from an octopus. When they become baffled at this, explain that octopi can accomplish amazing things, and we're still learning all about their uncanny ways. Tell them about how they can escape through tiny holes and are smarter than anything. Romance will flourish in the hearts of you and thine.

You will have to wait six months before buying it, but if you give your gift-recipient an IOU with the name of this book written on it: Monsters!: Draw Your Own Mutants, Freaks & Creeps, they will totally freak!

Who is that on the right? Is that yeti? At the very least, it's a phantom yeti. For one lucky person, it's going to be Cephalopodmas in July!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Incredible vs. Abominable

Few are aware that Our Hero counts the arch-fiend Superman as his number one adversary. But if there is a runner-up in the super-being universe, it is the lumbering emerald Man-Slab known by thousands as Hulk. Nicknamed "The Incredible" by witless schoolchildren, Hulk is probably the only person ever to take on yeti and not do so by resorting to name-calling. For that, he is an honorable and semi-admirable foe. Hulk the Credible (as we call him) is a shameless nudist and former cut-throat (look into his criminal past; we did, and we shuddered). But he has the face and smile of the most innocent simpleton and is only green because he can't help it. Hulk, we hate you, but we salute you. And, we make you pay.

Here Hulk suddenly finds himself cowering underneath both white and brown varieties. This is like one of those Russian Dolls with the smaller and smaller dolls inside bigger dolls. The metaphor stops there.

How quickly Hulk thinks to murder someone who is clearly a brother to some lady! The "incredible" nerve of him!

Monday, December 18, 2006

Yeti bridges the Christian and the Pagan

KLAUBAUF is the Christmas Yeti.

He is the Bavarian Krampus.

A year ago I discovered Krampus, a ridiculously garish demonic man-beast who plays the part of Santa Claus' arch-nemesis 'round Christmas-time (and NOT Martin Short, thank you very much).

Although technically his enemy, he's more of a friend really. Krampus, KLAUBAUF, and the other nightmare creatures that make up "Santa's Companions", usually just hang out with the jolly old elf, following him around as he walks about town and threatening children with sticks, whips, and sacks.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Yeti Mutant

Everyday I learn something totally new about the yeti. Today, for instance, I learned that a yeti mutant is called a Drelnoch.

I didn't even know yeti mutants existed! Well, they do.

Stray thoughts are quickly caught and devoured... by the Drelnoch!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Yeti is my country

Tell me you don't want this bound book filled with thick watercolor paper.

Here is the artist's note for this painting: "A painting of a real life mystery. Do these creatures exist? Maybe. I tried to make the creature as believable as possible. Like it could really be there."

Airbrush Yeti looks lonesome.

Have I linked to this already? Robyn Fabsits, artist extraordinaire, deserves double billing.

Yeti In Chains! Yeti is so noble in the servile state.

This is another win for the "Yeti = large rodent-like teddy bear" camp.

No, a giant popsicle will do little to appease the mighty beast.


What does any of this mean? The mystery of it.

Thursday, December 7, 2006

The Artists speak in Imagery

This is a drawing (click for bigger) by Fat Robot, who often blogs about yeti, only he will refer to it as your mom or your boyfriend. You have been warned.

This is a painting by Tranquil Black. Yeti is very bloody here, I am sure we can agree.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Hulk and Yeti... what gives?!

Recently an anonymous commenter asked me why I included an image of the Incredible Hulk as Yeti on this site.

They say a picture is worth one thousand words, so here is a picture...

In order to make it 1011 words, I am including the following explanation of the above picture, taken directly from this site...

"Hulk dons a suit that makes him resemble the Abominable Snowman."

This is not the first time the Hulk & Yeti have been together.

For lo, They battled each other (scroll down to the bottom of that post).

To the death!

Monday, November 27, 2006

a yeti poem for you

By Wislawa Szymborska

“Notes from a Nonexistent Himalayan Experience”

So these are the Himalayas.
Mountains racing to the moon.
The moment of their start recorded
on the startling, ripped canvas of the sky.
Holes punched in a desert of clouds.
Thrust into nothing.
Echo–a white mute.

Yeti, down there we’ve got Wednesday,
bread and alphabets.
Two times two is four.
Roses are red there,
and violets are blue.

Yeti, crime is not all
we’re up to down there.
Yeti, not every sentence there
means death.

We’ve inherited hope–
the gift of forgetting.
You’ll see how we give
birth among the ruins.

Yeti, we’ve got Shakespeare there.
Yeti, we play solitaire
and violin. At nightfall,
we turn lights on, Yeti.

Up here it’s neither moon nor earth.
Tears freeze.
Oh Yeti, semi-moonman,
turn back, think again!

I called this to the Yeti
inside four walls of avalanche,
stomping my feet for warmth
on the everlasting


Thanks to Sean!

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

He said / She said

“"If it looks like a yeti, and it walks like a yeti, it's still probably just some guy in a yeti suit."

- Zen proverb

“There is precious little in civilization to appeal to a Yeti.”

- Edmund Hillary

"You’ll be amazed when I tell you that I’m sure that they exist."

- Jane Goodall, when referring to yeti

“"I will name him George and I will hug him and squeeze him."

-The Abominable Snowman, when referring to a duck

And then some links:


Look at this all-star cast: William H. Macy?!

The Unicorns broke up but they left us this final song, which the new band still plays: Abominable Snowman. Featured lyric: "Track sasquatches through the snowy climes of Canada. Are you an upright bear? Are you even there?"