Blessed Belated Yule, Merry Christmas, Happy Belated Hannukah, Joyous Kwaanza and Bitchin' New Year to all you weird fuckers.

FastandSloppy, I thought there was a NO COMEDY! rule around here. My bad. Keep on truckin' you Zardoz watching freak of nature.

FastandSloppy - Baby It's Cold Outside is usually perfectly consentual and flirty, with the female vocalist playing coy but both singers clearly in on the game.

Martian -

"What if the weird guy answers?" <— Quite possibly the central quandry of the modern age.

Personally, I think it's adorable that he is deluded enough to think his performance had anything to do with the movie's suckage. Or, perhaps more accurately, that he thinks he could do anything to save a sequel.

I would have to say that Dirty Business and Good Day are the ideal gateway drugs to a 6 month long love affair with the Dresden Doll's music that will eventually fizzle out to lukewarm fondness only to be rekindled a couple of years later when you dig the CDs out and give them a fresh listen.

@Andy Pants -

Jay, you seem to forget about the inevitable critical revisionism that will eventually paint those insufferable douchebags as some sort of elder statesmen of the second wave of blue collar rock or some other such wankery. I imagine something like this . . .

I'm looking forward to Tom Waits playing "Welcome To My Nightmare" make it happen, pointless institution dedicated to annually pissing off the internet!

As long as we're wanking around about this meaningless bullshit, let's speculate about inductors:

My thoughts exactly. Now for the jam session wish list.

Besides, we all know that what the world needs is for Showtime to pick up the TV rights to Crank.

J.P. My guess when I saw the commercials is that it turns out that Depp is not just some poor Joe Everyman but really is the spy that Angelina Jolie thinks he is being mistaken for.

@Rusty

@Rusty,

See LAFaRS was in the clear up until the point they bribed former students to lie on their employment forms. Everything else they did is standard issue higher education bullshilling.

If anything, I think this is proof that Gosling is a cynical bastard who rightfully hates The Notebook. Or more specifically, hates people who liked The Notebook and wants to get them to watch Blue Valentine as an attempt to piss all over their rose-colored glasses.

"Morrisette Meter"

Man, if he hadn't killed all the gravitas, Christian Slater would almost have me convinced there.