Fuck him -- he’s a know-nothing douchebag.

I seriously don’t know how I’ve missed out. I am of an age where they were first being widely distributed in my youth, and yet we never had them at home and I was never offered any at friend’s houses. 

I’ve never had an Eggo.

How the FUCK did this response end up on this piece and not on the one about Terry Rossio? Damn you Kinja!

James Gunn was dumped by Disney over less.

How are some of you doing dishes?

I don’t know...

Speaking purely about California now, but no, it isn’t, and there is not a thing they can do about it. In fact, if they attempt to impede you after refusal to show said receipt they are in violation of the law.

It is absolutely not compulsory in most states to show your receipt.

Well, you got me. I’ve never heard of this, but will be making it in the very near future.

Milk is gross and bad for you and he will die a phlegmy death.

My grandparents ate brains regularly, sometimes fried this way but normally mixed in with scrambled eggs.

You couldn’t pay me to drink Grey Goose.

A fantastic review for a game so many of us have been anticipating for so very long now.

A friend was an old family friend of his and invited me to meet him and have dinner at Twin Palms back in the eighties. It was a casual affair, and everyone involved couldn’t have been nicer.

Hmm. When he cooked for us he added carrots to the sauce.

It is American food, merely the kind one finds at the state fair.

We used to get some of the large pizzas (not this giant one) for second meal during productions. Some of their pizza is pretty good, too, but stay away from the location in Tarzana — the owner is a complete asshole.

Bitters and IPAs were my go-to thirty years ago, but the majority of the stuff being brewed today has sent me far away from most (my local has a nice Tide Pool, however) toward things like cream ales and (new favorite) a good Gose.