I hate the line "dancing through the fire" in every shitty song, story, whatever that I've ever heard, or read, it in. Fuck that line.

Who else will crush my fragile ego? I don't really tweet much yet, as I'm new to the format-but if you want to keep in touch the twittering isn't a bad idea.

Thanks Batman. If you twitter, or tweet, or whatever the fuck, let me know your handle.

@avclub-4caf6aa0375b2499ebfe7e971b36eee3:disqus, @avclub-3be42d8a3412057f79af152555e39bd4:disqus and some others. The weirdo from PA with the beard following you on the twitter is me. I couldn't bare not being able to, at least, converse with some of you occasionally. Also, as you now know my real name, if any of you…

Editor's Note - Reposted from Sunday's 'What's on Tonight.'  Since we still have old disqus, I don't want to leave any of my friends here hanging.

40 Weeks Sober

I'm not, nice knowing h-job. Its been real.

Are college kids still worshipping at the Boondock Saints alter? I was in college around when it came out, and it was the bee's knees with all the bros. I didn't know if it was still popular with meathead college freshman?

WHO IS PEPE SILVA!?!

Oh man, that's a really good one.

Oh yea, she's talented too. AND that accent. Goddamn.

I totally thought Patty was getting the boot.

Ah, I feel you on the shallowness. I think Janine Booth is one of the most attractive human beings I've ever seen. Like, seriously, that girl is so fucking hot it's ridiculous.

You should! They are great.

How YOU doin'?!?

I fucking hate "the talk," I'd rather just have a big, dramatic, blowout fight to end it all. Reasoning through shit as unreasonable as romantic involvement is painful.

A pulpy sci-fi paperback where this alien spacecraft lands and begins to communicate with humans - the aliens are super nice and give us all kinds of great, beneficial advice and technology, but refuse to show themselves. When they do eventually come out of the ship, it's revealed that they look like the stereotypical…

I was actually thinking that while this was happening, coincidentally, in all caps.

Good work! That's hardcore. My run turned into a 2.5 mile walk last night because I ate mexican and had gas.

I have a company SMART car. It's fucking terrible generally, especially trying to accelerate on the highway. In town, it's not so bad, other than all the people pointing and laughing at you.