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I don’t know which is more of an insult: Vaguely Burtonoid Entertainment Object C-Alpha Alpha Delta Alice Through The Looking Glass being Alan Rickman’s official last film, or thumb-twiddling apologia-thon Eye in the Sky.

This is sad. The Herbie movies were one of the passions my mom shared with me and my sister growing up, in a roster of fun 60s/70s faff including stuff like That Darned Cat!, and we bonded over how silly and fun they are, even though at a certain point they begin blending together. People who skip to just pissing all

Yeah, even relatively speaking — do people who cover/pay attention to/follow/etc junior league hockey (with attached caveats for regionality, inter-team organization/hierarchy) know anything about these guys, either?

Can you prove that they don’t cover data collection and tracking? If they don’t, then what the hell are all those posts about the NSA, Five Eyes, Snowden, Manning, etc. about? What the hell was the Foxtrot Alpha sub-site about, then? Come on, man.

I can’t wait for the longform piece about the cumulative failure of responsibility that made the longform oral history of the hot tweet about satellite camps possible, and then the wincing, humiliated mea culpa/postmortem from the publisher nearly two months after that.

The idea of a perfectly organized, “rational” artificial language was very, very popular in the 17th and 18th centuries. As a matter of fact, in Arika Okrent’s own fantastic nonfiction book In The Land of Invented Languages, she covers one such attempt like Newton’s that formed the basis for the concept of the

Is it collected in a TPB anywhere? I’m a sucker for adaptations (across media — productions of plays, song covers, film, you name it), and while Squadron Supreme doesn’t belong to a superhero universe that’s non-Big Two/non-main-continuity (the way The Authority used to be relative to DC), I still love riffs and

Well, at least Workman is actually giving her daughter something helpful here: additional proof of how astonishingly petty, un-self-aware, and outright vile she is.

I recommend ‘Walking in the Shadow of the Big Man’ — ‘Michael Rockefeller’ is an amazing track (not to mention the best-ever song about a dead Rockefeller), and it has their dense, thrumming cover of ‘Johnny B. Goode’.

Yes! Finally, someone else who loves Guadalcanal Diary! I can’t remember where I got into them (it’s either someone shared ‘Where Angels Fear To Tread’ with me, or I found their borderline apocalyptic-sounding cover of ‘Johnny B. Goode’, because I love covers), but I love their work to pieces. ‘Where Angels Fear to

No-oooone fibs like Gaston, or ad-libs like Gaston, no-one’s as historic'ly glib as Gaston

This is really gonna shake things up for Hudson News airport outlets across the USA.

Once, sometime between about 1999 and 2001-ish, my family and I returned from a day trip to find a Charlotte Hornets-branded towel in our driveway. Just, like, lying there rumpled up, like an especially strong wind had blown it there.

We washed it and kept it, and I think it’s still in the house somewhere.

Anyways,

Hold on, I’ve called 911 and they’re going to send a SWAT team to your house to rescue you from whoever’s holding a gun to your head and forcing you to read articles you’re not interested in

Fall birthdays are nice. In K-12, they take the edge off of going back to school by giving you something to look forward to, and even November birthdays are far enough away from Christmas that, if your family members have the means, you won’t get stiffed.

Once you’re in college, if you go after high school, it gives

That’s unfair. Cruise’s late*-career turn in Edge of Tomorrow (or Live. Die. Repeat. as it’s been renamed for home release) was an accomplishment that built on a direct challenge to Cruise’s strengths and standard character types. Brady’s work with Guerrero seems like Guerrero crossing his fingers and hoping that

Can’t wait for some anonymous NFL scout to use this video as evidence that Nkemdiche isn’t focused enough on football.

“Alsace will be ours, the Third Republic be damned!”

I’d say that I don’t care what Jones says, I just want to see him lose money on Hardy (and a few more things besides), but what he says is one of the biggest obstacles to anything happening to Hardy, thanks to the indentured, dim-witted genie serving at the will of NFL team owners named Roger Goodell.