ALL THE STARS. Eddie Izzard references deserve all the goddamn stars!

I have no idea who that is?

“Do you know who I am?” Sacca thundered repeatedly, according to an eyewitness, a Broadway theater worker who requested anonymity.

I want to be mad about this but I can’t. I’m glad it’s dead. They took Nancy Drew and just made it into another soulless police procedural. As if TV needs more of those. It striped away everything that made Nancy Drew unique. I’d love a Nancy Drew TV show, but not like this.

So, uh, what’s the name of that steampunk book?

Good points, all!

Sure. Doesn’t mean it still wasn’t hamfisted and stupid.

Victorian literature is my jam. It was one of my main studies in college and what I wrote my thesis on. There is a big vein of “suffering animals and children” in it though.

It applied to men too. Look at the lovingly rendered sketches of Keats on his deathbed.

EXCUSE ME WHAT THEY WILL?

My name may or may not be Meghan. I feel like everyone in the comments are yelling at me. o__o

Grimes isn’t my usual style of music but DEAR GODS IN R’LYEH have I been listening to this album almost nonstop. It’s beautiful. It’s ballsy. It’s brilliant. I am just flabbergasted by her talent.

The Internet, and social media in particular, has made trolling into a fun game. It’s literally becoming a hobby for some people. Bored? Go troll someone. It’s “harmless” and everyone is doing it! It takes two seconds to shoot off a nasty message on Instagram and boy does it feel good!

He’a going to lose this and lose this hard, which is what they want. This bathroom bill is just a smoke screen. The really terrible meat of the bill makes raising the minimum wage in the state illegal and strips a ton of LBGT rights away, such as housing protection and medical care.

Oof, I dunno. Reunion shows tend to not go too well, especially if they’re 90s bands. Look at the tire fire that is Smashing Pumpkins. These bands broke up for a reason, smushing them together and shoving them onstage 20 years later always feels... weird.

Don’t do this to me, Amazon. My parents still haven’t mastered Netflix, I can’t foist another service on them. And I know they’re going to want to see this. Why have you forsaken me, Amazon? Why?

Lou Reed: Here you go, got your order from the bar. Whoa, Prince?

“Tragedy tomorrow, comedy tonight!” is one of my personal mottos. I’d rather laugh than cry.

David Bowie: Prince? What are you doing here?