Forget tumblr. I don't know why Kanye hasn't started his own fashion/music magazine. Then he could control all the content and communicate whatever messages he complains other magazines keep getting wrong. It seems like a no-brainer.

What pissed me off about this episode was that if Terry was such an important character that an entire half of the episode had to be dedicated to his funeral, maybe he shouldn't have been killed. Maybe kill off Sam's new pregnant girlfriend. Or Jessica's new boy toy. Or Jason's new vampire master. Or Andy's new…

He was pretty hot in Prometheus until he got all whiney cry-baby about having traveled to another planet, found a crapton of cool shit, and it JUST WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH.

"Grandma, I want to sing you a song. No, wait...where are you going? I want to sing you a song. Don't shut the door...grandma, come on! Grandma, grandma grandma Oooooohhhh!"

That must be it. Australian.

Whatever attraction I had for Leo was murdered by that link. My attraction to Chris Hemsworth, however, has gained another boost.

I'm all for signs, but if she bought the bag BEFORE he died, then doesn't that make the potato just a coincidence? The potato was already in her possession, she just didn't notice it.

It was more than just the t-shirt, too. I remember hearing Julia tell Vera to "give up" and "you already lost" on tv. Reporters would walk up to her and she'd actually take the opportunity to shout out to Vera that her husband was done stole, so she should eff off and die already. (those last words are mine, but it…

BABY PASTIES!

Here's what I don't get. We have lingerie billboards with tiny pieces of fabric covering the nipples. We have the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue where right on the cover tiny pieces of fabric cover the nipples. We have beaches and pools where women's nipples are covered by tiny pieces of fabric. Otherwise, boob…

Looking back on it today...it was poorly written. I can do much better than that.

I meant the constant near-daily updates about Aniston's uterus. I'm not snarking on her decisions, I'm snarking on the media's constant need to update us on what might or might not be happening in Aniston's uterus. THAT'S what's boring and unnecessary.

At least someone is laughing! I'm glad. :) Do you know how hard it is to make people laugh sometimes?

I liken society's obsession with the sex life of strangers with the never-ending status of Jennifer Aniston's uterus: boring and unnecessary.

I'm going to start calling my parts "Meags-parts" and I'll laugh and laugh because my husband won't know what I'm talking about.

"I'm judging you."

So drink up, straight men!

I didn't read the books, and I did enjoy the first movie because I thought that maybe it would lead into something...more fun? But there was a lot of time in between the first movie and the second, and in that time a glut of "Hey, there are a lot of older and wiser immortals running around, but it will take a…

Ah, Damon Lindelof. The man who took a perfectly fine Alien prequel script and pooped on it.

Oh for God sake. Everyone knows you wait to do the Birthday Gang Bang at the big 5-0. Ugh. I can't even with this woman.