Boston sports media (particularly the radio guys) is trash, has always been trash, and will always be trash. This is just uncalled for. It’s not edgy or funny whatsoever.

(it’s “paid content”, so take their findings with the requisite grains of salt)

Yes, grooming, totally non-essential. 

Who in the absolute Hell is spending enough on subscription box services to make $94 a month the “average”

Seems like every goddamn ticketed event I go to has some kind of seating controversy near me. I don’t see why it’s so hard to double check the number on your ticket matches the seat you sit in. I finally saw Radiohead last summer and was distracted by a 10 minute argument about who was in who’s seat which finally…

Slightly Hotter Take: cream cheese frosting is the only not-butt frosting, and it’s okay at best.

They have more death inside of them, and death is stinky.

Hot Take: I often like the cake part of a cupcake more than the frosting.  Obviously you gotta have frosting on there but a lot of times it’s way too sweet. 

How did people plan road trips before the internet? How would you know where you should stop if there was no Yelp to recommend it?

even I wouldn’t dare to wear Croakies

Jesus. Imagine if anyone actually watched the god damn show and realized that maybe, JUST FUCKING MAYBE, she’s rationalizing. She’s not stupid. She god damn well knows that she should’ve gone with the hound, but she also knows that there’s not a lick of good that would come from her wallowing in thing that happened in…

No one involved in the scene - writers, directors and the actors - say they intended that scene to be rape. Which I’ve chosen to take on face value, because whatever was on the screen was a mess. 

I know this is a heartfelt position on Chastain’s part but I must still note the deftness with which she folded in a plug for X Men Dark Phoenix into her denunciation. I’m not being sarcastic I am honestly impressed.

“Hey, I know another song too. It’s called ‘While You Were Singing, I Got Stabbed In The Head By A Puerto Rican’.”

Because it’s not a movie that needs updating. It’s most dated elements are its most interesting and it’s hard to imagine them improving on the music or choreography.  I guess they’ll finally get to curse out Officer Crupkey, otherwise what's the point?

There’s also the trepidation about an old rich white sci-fi/adventure guy directing a musical about racism.

I think there’s always some trepidation with remaking old films, especially old classic films.   It will have to be phenomenal to not generate a feeling of “what was the point?”

Because the ‘berg has been at best hit or miss lately.  Not complicated.

What list are you using to figure out the highest grossing film each year? Most lists I find online have Lawrence of Arabia for 1962. Is that because of rereleases?

Yeah, you're nuts. Crazy. A coo-coo brains. Sorry.