You know what? It's hell. I'm just gonna piss and shit where I want, and not worry about messing the place up.
You know what? It's hell. I'm just gonna piss and shit where I want, and not worry about messing the place up.
How long had it been between the last time you thought about Glenn Beck and this story today? For me it was probably a year — and there was a fucking presidential election during that year! I'd say his moment in the sun was over a long time ago.
That makes me think of a painting I saw for sale at an art fair as a kid in the 1980s, depicting Ronald Reagan sitting down for a chat with none other than Jesus Christ.
If you have seen the movie, @avclub-34a0cc9e710ab7fc376d918356d4a6e5:disqus , you would know that Dana Carvey is master of nothing.
@avclub-2d31cb28609a0ccb044e798fe73c023a:disqus , in his last year in office, when he's a total lame-duck, I'm waiting for Obama to start wearing a dashiki and grow a big afro and mustache-connected-to-mutton-chops thing. As scared as these Beckians are by the most innocuous possible black guy, I want to see a mass…
So I wonder how the conservative American Christian fundamentalists who are likely to get in an uproar about any of this would react to yet another piece of evidence showing how similar they are to conservative Muslim fundamentalists?
Thanks for the tip! I've added that to my Netflix queueueueueue.
Not that I relish the idea of being executed by anyone, anywhere, for anything, but if I had to choose, I think I'd rather be shot by firing squad than suffer any other form of capital punishment.
[suddenly wakes up, gasping and sweating]
Yeah, one of my favorite episodes, even if it's not one of the best on purely artistic grounds. This dream sequence is one of the best parts of the episode.
The only things that takes away a little from Melfi's dream was the surely unintended humor of the vending machine dispensing dried pasta as change (it made me laugh, at any rate, and that was not an appropriate moment for humor) and the way the dog attack was shot (as I remember it, the slo-mo was a little sloppy,…
The only pressure the show should have felt would be to focus less on Troy and Abed. And maybe not to waste great guest stars like Michael K. Williams and John Goodman. Of course, I don't know if the show ever actually felt those particular pressures.
Was there a third season to that show?
That part where he meets the rapist dude who's in the boat! Holy shit, I found that terrifying when I was a kid.
"Oh, no coffee. Well, I'll just drink this warm cream—" [immediately passes out, snoring]
"quiet wrongness" is perfect.
Ah, the days before inter-league play [spits on the ground]!
It was a surprisingly high-pressure situation, since the digital jukebox is kind of on a stage, at the focal point of the room, and you've got to stand there with your back to everyone, making your selections. I kind of panicked when I couldn't find the Chieftains there (for St. Paddy's Eve, y'know), so I was glad…
Thanks! And it was. Holy shit, it was. I eat beef so rarely (hah!) these days that I might as well make a policy of not eating it at all, unless it's a special occasion and I'm going for the fillet. That would help me justify the cost and avoid wasting time and taste on a chewy, lesser cut.
Good point on Theon. I really didn't even notice him through the first season, but when his story began to take off in Season 2, he really sold me on the feeling that he felt a real pull in two incompatible directions.