I'm Dreaming of a Sandy, Fly-blown Christmas

I like the annual "Best of" lists (although the music lists make me feel old and the book lists just depress me - what kind of crap have I spent the last year on?), but Scroogey "worst of" lists are more fun. Pitchfork - naturally - posts 25 candidates that merit sneering commentary.

And if you haven't yet had your fill of fruitcake, try these carols on for size. I must say I expect more from Pensacola Junior College.