I use an electric shaver, but it's powered by a miniature waterwheel that I set in my sink.

If you ask me, it's a bold departure for Del Toro to involve himself with a movie that actually got made.

A basement in Northern California? Are you sure you don't live in the Zodiac's house?

Lobsters, you fool, those girls were hitting on you.

Hey, wow, people who like Plans! Didn't know you guys existed. I always feel like that album got a bad rap due to the combination of the "O.C." backlash and "beloved indie band signs to major label" backlash.

Dude, Gypsy is not the preferred nomenclature
Roma, please.

What did the father buffalo say when he left for work in the morning?

I had "Two Halves" stuck in my head the other day, and I was trying to remember if that song was off of Z or It Still Moves. I finally realized it was off of Evil Urges and thought, "Huh, I guess that album grew on me more than I realized."

In September, my cousin tried reefer for the very first time — now he's doing horse. He's a couple weeks ahead of schedule.

Jim Morrison floated up towards heaven, but got lost along the way.

I hate when I get so drunk that it's yesterday.

@MFSP: Regardless of whether it's true (or whether the people arguing it actually believe it), many societies that require women to heavily cover themselves in public claim that they are doing so because the sight of a clothed female body is sufficient to incite men to sexual violence. Of course, that very argument…

$3/hour metered parking?! That's cheaper than what I have to pay in Philly. Who says San Fran has a high cost of living?

Bone Iver? The Mountin' Goats?

Robyn is indeed awesome, but I feel like she occupies a difficult middle ground between airbrushed sex kitten (Katy Perry, Britney) and bizarrely-dressed weirdo (Gaga, Ke$ha).

Yeah, "Edge of Glory" is the only Gaga song I actually like. I keep giving her a chance, but the rest of her catalog does nothing for me.

I remember it like it was 14 months ago.

I'll go on the record as liking pretty much every single by the Gin Blossoms. I didn't much care for them in the mid-90s, but some combination of nostalgia and changing tastes has made me revise my opinion of them.

Antichrist? Probably not.
High priestess in the Cult of Cthulhu? OK, I can kind of see it.

Did his junk get burned before or after his stripping career?