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This Week in the Commonwealth: Yep, I've picked up Fallout 4 again. I finished most of the game and moved on to other things long ago, but I felt the itch to sneak through ruined buildings and snipe fools, so here I am. I've just been wandering (they call me the wanderer, yeah the wanderer) around the map, finding…

A musical documentary titled I'll Sleep When I'm Dead that is not about Warren Zevon is a crime against nature.

I for one find it very apt that Andy Dick plays an insane homeless man with delusions of grandeur. Bartlett must have had the idea for the character pretty early on, since he kept popping up in the background in earlier episodes (usually just running past yelling "Monkeyman!").

For nefarious purposes, of course!

The cult of Holojesus is alive and well.

Maybe they just had incompetent mural painters?

I'm assuming that the unspoken backstory to this episode was Garnet making discreet use of future vision to make sure the Gems were in the right places at the right times to a) put Buddy on the path to documenting all of these places, b) motivate him at the right moments, and c) repeatedly make sure he didn't die on…

Love me, do.

Hm, interesting. Did Christianity not spread into Europe and co-opt the local holidays and traditions? Do Celtic territories still celebrate Samhain in the old way, and Italy Saturnalia?

Eh, it's nothing to get hung about.

Man, communion got weird after Vatican II.

Wait wait wait, the bad guy is named Gerry Conway? Man, Daniel Ragussis must have been really pissed about Gwen Stacy.

Werner loses a bet and has to eat a—GODDAMMIT!

Mom, my nuts?

Well, here we are, the greatest episode of Hey Arnold! and the title character's barely in it! Seeing Helga's backstory is just absolutely heartbreaking, as the accumulated neglect and mockery shapes her into the aggressive cynic she is, bit by bit. Fantastic writing all the way through, from Dr. Bliss' gradual…

"Headless Cabbie" is a lot of fun for the way it ropes almost the whole kid cast into the classic urban legend story structure. Plus, the fakeouts are wonderfully ridiculous. Clog dancing, what the hell, Eugene. I don't remember much about "Friday the 13th" other than Eugene's obvious-in-retrospect birthday and Gerald…

I can't wait until the secret end-credits scene where Detective Pikachu teams up with Ducktective.

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