Parents and weddings are the worst. We understood quickly that we were the hosts, not the guests of honor. And as long as the open bar stayed open I couldn't have cared less.

And by whom was Wolf Blitzer intellectually eviscerated on that episode? That's right, Andy Richter.

"Why do you hate this song?"
"Because Fun. got a lot bigger than Cursive in a much shorter time."

Whoever is downvoting me seems to have a SHORT temper! ho ho ho

You mean a directly self-serving interest? Yupparoonie!

I think I'll volunteer this now so that no one else can get anything done today: http://btothef.tumblr.com/t…

I went outside once. The graphics were good, but the gameplay sucked. Then my skin started to hurt so I went back inside.

He found the time machine at a church jumble sale!

I don't know how much the sound producer has to do with it, but the guy can effectively do a three-part harmony with himself in three different character voices.

Prayer.

Revisited Skyrim. Turns out there's more I missed than I expected. Also a bit of Grand Theft Auto V, inching closer to finishing story mode and discovering that GTA Online can be fun with an infusion of cash and a friend. I have maybe five hours to go on Okami and I care about it so little that I may just send it back…

Oh. My. God. Were you behind me when I was watching that on my phone in the airport last week? "And this is a little winged potato, and this is a potato with big ears…"

Just type something up like in the olden days!

Can't say I was inspired by Rudy. Undersized monomaniac pesters everyone until he gets put in for one practically meaningless play. Uplifting!

That's the excuse I was given when I expressed the opinion that most rap is, sonically speaking, a fucking godawful nightmare to listen to. "It has deeper meaning for the people it's meant for, so it's okay that the music is, uh, terrible."

Except his example of a properly "tough" beer was…Budweiser. Stale-ass soda water 5% Budweiser. I guess I'm a beer snob, but I'm more impressed by people who can throw back pintfuls of the 12% Belgian microbrews that are filling as a cheeseburger than I am by anything that sponsors the NFL.

The movie is about you, yes, but it's not for you. It's for single twentysomething cat ladies and 16-year-old emo boys who aspire to be like you. Pretty much every entertainment that illustrates a particular social stratum is actually targeted at the stratum directly below it.

Also: "I have the solution! I can go to art school in Massachusetts while you go to Harvard, so we can never be apart! IT TOOK ME LITERALLY ALL DAY TO THINK OF THIS. Also my boss sends me up to fix the giant neon sign as if I was a fucking journeyman electrician or something."

Complete with the attractive, homeless guitar player who lives in a hovel behind the store and is somehow not a serial killer. The whole movie is what 14-year-olds think being 18 is like, which actually goes for most movies depicting 18-year-olds.

"I am the one who fucks."
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