From what I've read of different synopsis of it, David is an omnipotent but tragic figure. His powers are basically limitless, Telepathy, Telekenisis, Pyrokenesis is a big one in his origins - which seemed relevant to the pilot, he can do literally anything he wants to do, but he's broken into different pieces…

In true AV Club fashion, I broke up with someone with a Game of Thrones quote.

I've got the Skits and Stickers VHS, with the original soundtrack.

I'm hoping we can resell the Louisiana Purchase. Even if we take a loss on it we'll run a lot better without most of that mess in the middle.

I did some work for a guy who at one time had exclusive American distribution rights for John Paul II's papal merchandise, around and after his c. 1980 U.S. tour. He made a goddam fortune from it.

They need some sort of horrible villain with an affinity for yellow stuff, right?

Did he look especially rough already in that conference yesterday, or am I imagining things? It looked to me as if someone slapped the cryptkeeper in the face with a bright orange makeup poofy-thing, then threw a bad wig on him.

Can anybody get this guy to lighten up?

I remember a very old spider man game, I think for Sega Genesis, that kinda did this. You had the ability to take screenshots as you played, then sold them as Peter Parker after the level to buy web fluid. I forget what all influenced the value, other than shots fighting the boss were generally worth the most.

I got drunk with, broke up a fight involving, got arrested with, and went to a court hearing with a relative of Santos Trafficante Jr. last year.

I think the Doom movie was not terrible, and even good for what it was. Who doesn't enjoy an Aliens knock off with The Rock?

Catholic School K-12, and a Catholic University for undergrad here. Yeah, there were religious classes, and mass one morning a week for K-8, but on the whole the point of it was to provide a very good education, with the religious stuff as kind of a background noise, never really pushed down anyone's throats. Even…

Take up the White Man's burden, Ye dare not stoop to less—

I let him run on, this papier-mâché Mephistopheles, and it seemed to me that if I tried I could poke my forefinger through him, and would find nothing inside but a little syrup, maybe.

Things may get tacky enough in the near future to have a presidential La-Z-Boy, so we have that to look forward to, I guess?

Take up the White Man's burden, Have done with childish days—

Take up the White Man's burden, The savage wars of peace—

This is fine, until Nova Scotia secedes under the rule of Prince Crosby.

Take up the White Man’s burden—
And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better
The hate of those ye guard—
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah slowly) to the light:
"Why brought ye us from bondage,
“Our loved Egyptian night?”

Take up the White Man’s burden—
Send forth the best ye breed—
Go send your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need
To wait in heavy harness
On fluttered folk and wild—
Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
Half devil and half child