Gotta love a story about a hacking AI avatar before there was a WW web, only a net which really required that one be a coder to access and use to any effect. Reminds me a bit of the Foundation Trilogy, the head-exploding "best science fiction ever", published by Asimov in 1953-55 — and the word "computer" appears…

Your loving brother,

Directors come from different backgrounds, and you can (usually) see it in their films, both their strengths and weaknesses. Ridley Scott was an artist and an art director prior to becoming a director, so his films are (usually) visual feasts with great attention to visual detail, often sacrificing other essential…

Peg: C'mon, Al, I just read where Wilt Chamberlain has had sex with 10,000 women!

I always those two confused.

Jim Parsons as Dr. Smith

Spot on. Actually, it went south after episode three, as I recall. It was the first show I can remember being so bitterly disappointed in that I quit … and I was 12.

anything else! Anything else, that is, other than prove that he is perfect, spot on replacement for Jay Leno.

See which one could be the first drone pilot to be killed in action?

And old movie copyrights.

I couldn't tell you — I long ago forgot reading GRRM.

I'm in for a pound on the season, though it's no longer appointment viewing. I'll continue to record on the supposition that it just plays better on the binge. Love the story, love the characters, can't really abide the pacing with a week between episodes. Cliffhanger endings I gave up on a long time ago, simply on…

I can resonate with that. It's not that I don't like the character — I just can't take another minute of him and Mr. Robot yelling at each other:

Little House on the Vale.

A bunch of mean, crazy people up to no good trying to win the crown so they can rule people not worth ruling, big green fireball, tits and dragons, did I miss something?

Oh, okay, agreed, thank you. But that doesn't sound terribly difficult at all.

Perhaps virtually, which I'm sure mean with all due virtue. Dur.

Which begs the questions, "Who on earth 'prepares'" for a tv season to begin?", and "What could that possibly entail?".

It's just a flesh wound!

Just mysteriously appear on her TV in a bowler, while she's eating, and say, "Mrs. Peel, we're needed."