My Morning Jacket
I never got "images of a crisp fall day that warms up as the sun moves over the mountains" from the name "My Morning Jacket." I always thought it was a euphemism for masturbating first thing in the morning… but that may have just been because of that Blink-182 album.

Not only was Tommy Lee Jones horrible in the role, I always wondered what they were thinking when they cast a guy whose face already looked like it was fucked up with acid.

I don't know what any of that means, but my cat is starting to look chilly again. C'mere pumkin!

I feel like my point's been made.

I hate pants more than Matthew McConaughey hates shirts.

Radiohead fans
I can't think of another band who's fans were more unwilling than Radiohead fans to let you not like their band's music. I don't know if that's still the case, but on several occasions I had to just say "Look, shut up, I don't like the music, and you're just making it worse."

Assuming Poochie is one of the things listed on wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wik…, then emphatically "yes", if only because it would be hi-larious. If not, then probably still "yes," but with less enthusiasm.

Brittany Snow & Maura Tierney
I know I shouldn't, but I've always found Brittany Snow really hot. And like a lot of other people, I imagine, I've had a lingering crush on Maura Tierney since News Radio. Despite that, I don't find this movie in any way compelling.

Could this be about singleminded purpose?
It seems that in some cases, a band, or a TV show, or what not, becomes hated once it's obvious where they choose to go with their art. Take Dave Matthews, for instance. I liked some of his earlier stuff, but at some point he started veering off into adult comtemporary,…