I think it’s cute that you guys think this is cute.

This. A million times this. Unless you can read the date on a penny at a distance of 9 feet (spoiler alert: you can’t), 8K is straight-up useless overkill.

This. A million times this. Unless you can read the date on a penny at a distance of 9 feet (spoiler alert: you…

Yes. This. My idiotic friends—well into their 40s and holding good jobs with good paychecks—still haven’t figured this out. The old “Hey, we’re moving in two weeks? Can you help? We’ll have beer and pizza!” is totally awful.

Just because you liked something as a 12-year-old doesn’t mean it sucks now. It’s probably quite the opposite, actually — you were drawn in by pop-driven hooks, raw emotion, a bit of fashion, some rebellion, and whatever else. And you weren’t really swayed by the crowd’s or the critics’ opinions. Your fondness for it…

Come on.

The size of your life is inversely proportional to the number of words in your coffee order.

I’m down with a cappuccino, espresso or an Americano once in a while. Maybe even more days than not.

The human eye can only resolve so much detail. For the same reason you can’t read the date on a penny from 10 feet away, most 4K TVs are a total waste until the screen size gets up past 70" at a normal home viewing distance of 10 feet or so.

You do this out of kindness. You do this out of generosity. You do this out of gratitude. You do this to self-acknowledge that your position in life is actually pretty decent.

For quite a long time. Decades and decades. It’s a personal service (someone cleaning up your room) for which you are, theoretically, gracious. Thus, a small gratuity. Worth every penny.

I prefer Mexican Diet Coke because they leave out only real sugar.

Yeah, calibration can bring someone to the brink of insanity — mostly because it’s only half the equation. A perfectly calibrated set only works with perfectly calibrated inputs/source material, and most of the time, that’s just not the case.

It may sound kinda harsh, but DO NOT go to Disney with kids under 5 years old. The simple fact is that they can’t endure it, don’t comprehend it and won’t remember it. Conversely, kids in the 8, 9, 10 range are enthralled by the experience, have much more physical and emotional stamina and will remember it forever.…

Loves me some turntable porn. ;)

I think you mean “law of diminishing returns.” :)

Often overlooked: Mr. Rogers Neighborhood had some seriously good music. Johnny Costa (as the music director and occasional performer on the show) was a fantastic jazz pianist, along with jazz guitarist Joe Negri. I remember my dad seeing those guys on the show and pointing out how talented they were. He was right.

I truly hate the Apple Store. What was once a new concept in retail has evolved into a patronizing, cult-like experience. With giant video screens, uniformly bright light (like an operating room) and a staff of “I’m-cooler-than-you” dorks who seem to crave adoration, the Apple Store experience is becoming more like…

This reminds me of the wonderful Ted Nancy book, “Letters from a Nut.” In it, the author writes absurd letters to various corporations and publishes their equally absurd responses.

1. I HATE OVER-LAUGHERS. For pretty much any comedy now, here’s what happens: Opening scene, lead actor walks into the set, sees something or does something. Dude behind me: “Bwhwhahahahahahaahaha!” Repeat for the next 95 minutes.

Over the course of six years: a divorce and shared custody of the kids, two shockingly unexpected deaths in the immediate family, close friends leaving town due to involuntary job relocations and several mental illnesses that took people into completely different circles. I guess that’s life.