"More essay than documentary—and by no means a monster movie"
Not since Naked Lunch has a title been so misleading.

Let's see:
"oppressively twee," "foppish dandy," "rickshaw driver," "makes out with an old woman," "permanent smirk of smug self-satisfaction."

Scotland's For Me!
Last week, one of my co-workers described Belle & Sebastian as a "boring hipster duo." I didn't know where to begin my counterargument.

Or murdered when they attempt to get paid.

Click your browser's "back" button, then travel about four inches south-southeast.

It sucked his brains out!

The idea of a serial killer in a 12-step program reminded me immediately of the second season of Dexter. I'd accuse one of ripping off the other, but the timing is probably too close together for that.

I've always wondered if anyone in the audience that night went to the box office the next day and raised a stink.

Multitasking
Bow Wow could get a lot more done if he took a cue from Charles Barkley, and combined his drunk-driving and blowjob-seeking escapades.

That's what they call a "way-homer."

When does that movie about trimming your pubic hair come out on DVD?

Ben's "Dean Moriarty" passport:
Perfect for the "Lost" fan who is also an insufferable would-be bohemian.

Ahem: http://abctvstore.seenon.co…

That light business seems reasonable to me.

I fed a fish biscuit to a polar bear in the Hydra cage
He tried to eat my cell phone; I ran away

Don't ever change, Dock.

That's actually Beyond the Sea.

The Motherfucking Shore Patrol
— Escorting Randy Quaid
To serve his time — in Naval jail
But first — they'll get him laid

I'm gonna buy a bunch of sandwiches at Subway.

I tend to stay out of these favorite-albums-of-the-year-so-far discussions since I tend to be behind the curve, but I'd like to chime in and say that the new Dead Weather is probably my favorite album of the year so far.