A related topic here
might be the "next big scene" phenomenon. Remember how St. Louis was poised to blow up in the early 2000s? Or Houston a few years after that (sure, Three 6 Mafia won an Oscar, but what happened to Paul Wall)? And wasn't Hyphy briefly a thing?

Us3 was one of three albums my best friend in grade school would play when I went over his house. The others were DC Talk and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles soundtrack.

Good on Asher Roth for representing the party lifestyle. Mindless hedonism has been criminally neglected in hip-hop.

The thing that gets me about PBS
is how the network is completely unwatchable during pledge drives. I'll turn it on expecting Anqtiques Roadshow or Frontline, and instead I see some self-help infomercial, or a Ringo Starr concert or something like that. I understand that they have to do it to get people to give them…

To me it's the place where I can watch The 700 Club every night. I've got to stay up-to-date on why God is smiting so many people lately.

Such a little thing makes such a big difference
I like how on the chart, Morrissey is looking up at Kanye and the rest of the 10.0 albums, knowing that if he'd just made a record that was 0.2 better, he'd be in their esteemed company.

I also saw him on Spooks/MI-5, where he played the good guy who infiltrates a terrorist cell, so I guess that's what else I was thinking of. And, yeah, I always think "Hey, it's Dr. Bashir!" when I see him.

Alexander Siddig
is one of those actors whom I am always happy to see, especially when he's playing a character who isn't a stock terrorist-type guy.

I always thought it was weird when Phil Hartman turned up as someone besides Troy McClure or Lionel Hutz. I remember watching the episode where he plays Bart's Big Brother and wondering when they were going to reveal that it was Troy McClure all along.

There's still a safari at the Six Flags in New Jersey. There was also an old one called Jungle Habitat that closed in 1976 and, if the rumors are to be believed, released its animals into the woods of North Jersey to fend for themselves.

I went out to a bar, which I've never really done on NYE. One of the DJs was playing stuff like Spoon and Belle & Sebastian, and that's really all I need to have a good time. Then I started getting grumpy shortly after midnight and went home.

I sometimes wear a mock-turtleneck just to bring those snooty turtlenecks down a peg.

IRON EAGLE

"'The Contest' . . . doesn't really cry out for a happy ending."
Nicely done, Mr. Sims. Nicely done.

Or he could talk about his screenplay:

[INSERT "SOME GIRLS ARE BIGGER THAN OTHERS" JOKE HERE]

True, but the fact that they essentially invented names for their kids AND gender-swapped their namesakes makes them infinitely more irritating.

I've got Type 5 snark diabetes. You guys probably don't know about that one yet.

Immediately after that commercial ends, she vomits all over the couch like Laurie Juspeczyk. That's how teleporting works.

Seriously, I'm only on page 2, and I was very disappointed that they revealed what happened on page 3.