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This is called “tavern cut” and you can ask them to do a “pie cut” instead if that’s what you prefer, as I do. Unlike the person above who loves those edgeless middle square pieces, I dislike them because they’re impossible to pick up without making a mess and/or burning my fingers until the pizza is too cold to be at

I’m not caught up to episode 3 yet, but the first episode is an intriguing combination of Memento (lost memories, high stakes, questions of trust) and Alphas (powers that are a bit more grounded than your typical superhero fare).  I’m hoping to get caught up sometime this week -- there’s just too much to watch these

Usually my tongue is colder than my thumb when I’ve just been eating something cold, so in my experience it takes a little longer.  But it does work.

I was expecting one of them to either give him a dirty look or do one better and have a line like, “That’s what we’re doing, we’re already taking him away.”

Agent Damn! That Was Col’, Son.

Minor was great, but I laughed for a scandalously long time at the revelation of a military contractor named “Fillmore-Graves.”

Some cursory research reveals that Spillane started publishing in 1941 and that I, the Jury came out in 1947, so there’s your “741" easter egg, maybe.

Two of Schwarzenegger’s best films are Conan the Barbarian (1982) and The Terminator (1984) and he has about three dozen lines in both of them combined. Props to John Milius and James Cameron for realizing that when you’ve got a star who’s iffy at dialogue, you can make a classic film just by cutting his lines and

Arnold Schwarzenegger made plenty of shit films too, and he is clearly the model Johnson is patterning his career after. Is the contention that Johnson is forced to decline opportunities in daring arthouse cinema because he’s all locked up making Pain & Gain 2 with his best bud Michael Bay? I’m not seeing it.

Artists

Just this very week a friend of mine quoted Hank Hill on the subject of Christian rock: “You’re not making Christianity better, you’re just making rock and roll worse.”

I await your apology.

The DVR (and closed-captioning) has pretty much spoiled the theater-going experience for me.  “What the hell did he say?  Rewi--aw, fuck!”

Pressing my warm thumb against the soft palate just above my gumline for a second or two has always been my remedy of choice.

That would be me. My go-to for impromptu potlucks is those bowls of cut fruit which they sell at the grocery store at a ridiculous markup.

Here is my logic: a) I don’t have to do any work, b) it’s suitable for almost any dietary restriction (vegetarian, vegan, gluten-free) you are likely to encounter in unfamiliar

Subtitles for the hearing-not-impaired” stan right here. Contrary to Drew’s claim, the words don’t distract from the images on the screen — they provide my overactive verbal center with something to do besides write lame song parodies and MST3K the dialogue.

I don’t think he has gotten (or ever will get, or probably should get) over the knowledge that the heart of a tyrant beats under his tweedy exterior. Once you lose your innocence, it’s lost.

Brevity, i.e. the use of as few words as possible to make a particular point, is the soul, meaning essence or most characteristic quality, of wit (both in the sense of humor and of clever, observant thinking.)

Rather a blistering takedown of a movie he gave a C-minus to, also. My pet name for our friend and host has always been “C-minus C-minus Dowd”— in my opinion he often grades movies with merciless disregard for a lack of ambition even if (I felt) they delivered what they set out to, often with some degree of style —

Cuban seems to actually enjoy doing TV, and is much more of a natural at it, at least in the appearances I’ve seen, than the typical rich guy. But a lot of these suits (and the celebrity chefs, as mentioned) are painfully awkward in a scripted setting — I can’t imagine what makes them accept the gig, other than their

Because it’s a teenage beauty pageant brain from the 1990s filtered through Liv’s consciousness and experience; it’s never the brain doing the thinking, it is always Liv. I’m not denying that the references could’ve and maybe should’ve been more accurate, I’m just saying that the inaccuracy of the references is in

I acknowledge (and celebrate!) the contextual corrections of the “izzle” and “WAZZUUUP” references, but they don’t really break the rules of zombie brains — they influence personality, not memory (except during a vision), and most of our memories of the past don’t come with accurate time-stamps. A lot of stuff we