This Kevin Smith? The one who has no hard feelings about the week he spent in Paisley Park and still considers Prince to be the soundtrack to his life?

Cry: “of a bird or animal : to make the loud sound that is usual for a particular type of bird or animal.” Merriam Webster.

This is everything I need in a $20.

I feel like going all Jake Gittes on BOTH parties. 1. Leave your grown-ass son alone, because 2. It is far too late to start teaching him the fairly basic principal that women are people.

Sports reporters work the kinds of hours that make a post midnight bar invite not as salacious as it might sound. I mean, if you covered a night game, you’re probably not off till close to midnight anyway — this is essentially “beer after work” territory.

What, no highlight of his dunk that failed to go in?

Does anybody remember why we all went to Avatar?

Cruz has done politics, but only in a Tea Party give-no-quarter kind of way. The only real bill he managed to get passed by Congress was one saying countries couldn’t send a terrorist to be their U.N. Ambassador. To the old guard of the party, having Cruz as the candidate would be letting a monkey run the zoo.

It would be hard to exaggerate the lack of respect my New York fam has for the Post, but this should kill any remaining vestiges of the attitude that, despite its failings, it does resemble a newspaper.

And there is no proof god does not exist.

My conspiracy theory runs in the other direction: TPTB in the GOP will do ANYTHING not to have Cruz or Trump be their nominee, and Kasich knows this. I mean, if the alternative is running a candidate that will destroy forever your party’s mainstream appeal, I suppose the Koch brothers could be persuaded to open their…

Felicia Day has written a beautiful post, with research, explaining why “whitewashing” and having a black Baron Mordo are not equivalent.

First off, I’m very sorry for the loss of your brother. If you re-read her sentence, you’ll see that nowhere does she say white people ostracized or marginalized her. It says she “lurked” among us.

Take care, man. As it says in “Lily’s Purple Plastic Purse”: “Today was a hard day. Tomorrow will be better.”

“Rent-a-grave” is the formal policy in Venice, another city with limited land mass and flooding problems. If you aren’t wealthy or famous, your bones get moved to an ossuary after a few decades. But people know that’s the deal going in.

You crush the coffin of the current occupant while re-digging the grave (usually done with a backhoe these days), toss a thin layer of dirt over the crime scene, then proceed as usual when interring the new customer.

2016 has been an absolute suckfest of a year in my personal life, so yes, having one bright shining perfect thing I can depend on has been something to root for.

All the accidents involving test vehicles so far have been the fault of the human driver in the other vehicle.

I think that was the episode when my kid asked me, “Why are you still watching this show? It just makes you angry.”

Felicity only became annoying when they started writing her as “the girlfriend.” (Remember how agonizingly awful Laurel was in Season One?)