That was the best 40 minute washboard solo I’ve ever heard.

Kurt Cobain famously considered Weird Al parodying Nirvana as a sign that they’d made it big.

I make my own beef jerky and fruit leather for the annual wilderness weeks, and keep meaning to experiment with dehydrating my own meals but succumbing to laziness and buying Mountain House instead.

My buddy is doing the whole thing right now. He’s just past the halfway point and loving it.

Really liked it but yeah, scratching my head at that ending.

My advice to prospective visitors:

Chocolate is the one everybody knows about, but it’s not as dangerous as many of the less-heralded toxins unless it’s baker’s chocolate. For milk chocolate the toxicity is like half a ounce per pound of body weight, which means my little 25-pound dude would need to house several king size bars before things got…

Never got around to this despite being fully in the tank for Cristin Milioti, seems like it didn’t take full advantage of her talents and the premise.

I don’t care for Tim Burton’s general aesthetic, so Mars Attacks! is one of the few movies in his filmography that I genuinely like.

The reason for Yellowjackets’ success is that the show whips ass, the end.

This didn’t really happen because of what they did.

Atlanta?

Started that series a few weeks ago. Only in early 1974 but really enjoying it.

Been meaning to check this show out anyway, and now they’re adding Hayes? Sold.

They should have leaned into it and just kept killing off characters, replacing them with their King of Queens equivalent, and not really bothering to explain anything.

This is The Counselor erasure and actually I might stand for it

Just gonna join the chorus here, Melanie Lynskey rules.

There are an incredible number of people out there who have confused liking The Office for a personality. It’s at least useful in terms of filtering out anyone on a dating app who says they’re “looking for their Pam/Jim.”

I dated a vegetarian for a few years back in the day, though she was getting close to vegan by the time we split. Whenever it was my turn to pick the restaurant for dinner, I’d always try to choose places that could offer her more than a salad and sides. It wasn’t always easy, especially since she hated mushrooms.