It finally hit me: Trump looks like Flick from A Christmas Story. He’s been triple-dog-dared, and now he knows he’s going to have to stick his tongue to the frozen post. He knows this is a bad idea, he doesn’t want to do it... but he can’t back down from a triple-dog-dare.

Or the Legion of Doom.

I expect to see a lot more of this, and not just from El Presidente.

Today is my 14th wedding anniversary — when we got up this morning, I promised my wife I would make today about the two of us instead of the election. I’m trying, but every so often I fall to the verge of panic thinking about what a Trump presidency means for the United States.

I think Donald Trump would actually enjoy being strangled to death by a slave girl in a bikini. I hear that’s how his grandfather died.

Co-worker: Did you see that??? He shut her down!!!

When I saw the picture, I thought it was Al Gore in disguise gaslighting the Fox News congregation.

Basically, Donald Trump is like a loathsome talking doll that comes with only two phrases: “It’s rigged!” and “I’ll sue!”

I think he’s trying to get on “Dancing with the Stars” or “Worst Chefs - Celebrity Edition.”

A friend of mine has a son named Caleb. He is the compleat dork (every Sunday this summer he has worn a long-sleeved shirt buttoned all the way up, shorts, knee socks and loafers to church), but he’s also remarkably sweet and thoughtful.

Paying as little attention to this as possible... although I wonder if the divorce settlement will drive Brad Pitt to team up with Clooney and Damon again for another Ocean’s movie.

Trump uses the statements “Something was up / something is going on” a lot. Truly we live in a golden age of conspiracy theories.

I’ve always felt Alan Silvestri’s “Captain America March” (from the end credits of Captain America: The First Avenger) perfectly sums up Cap’s spirit of patriotism and rollicking adventure. I would happily watch fireworks to this piece.

For me, one of the best lessons about leadership comes from Star Trek: The Motion Picture.

Nope.

Also: no hands below the equator unless you know this person really, really well.

The Interdictor cruiser was developed for West End Games’ Imperial Sourcebook in 1989, not for the Lucasarts X-Wing video games.

I wonder if this invite was delivered by the same magical carrier pigeon that brought the letter from the NFL agreeing with Donald about the presidential debates.

Clearly, Rita Ora is...

This is why my wife and I cultivate friendships with couples who have kids: someone, one of these “nieces” or “nephews” is going to need to take care of Uncle Tannhauser and Aunt Mrs. Tannhauser.