Angel really picks up in Season 2.

The power went of at the cinema when I saw Phantom Menace too. It was about a third of the way in. They couldn't get it running again and gave us replacement tickets.
When we went back the next day we deliberately tried to be late enough to avoid the pod race. Sadly, it was not to be.

More important than chatting on the internet about 15 year old episodes of a poorly-rated(*), mildly disreputable sci-fi show? I don't think my power of imagination stretches that far.

There you are!

Liked, but would have been even better if you'd become a professional (or even just an enthusiastic amateur) streetfighter.

Hey, when I was out for a run a few weeks ago I found discarded porn in a wooded bit of the park near the track I was using. I am thrilled that this still happens.

I was horrified this week that AA Dowd isn't even 30 yet. No-one under the age of 30 should be paid to express their opinions.

I've often wondered how the print edition of The A.V. Club works. Do readers scribble "OF COCK" in the margins?

It's funny you mention it, as I am actually planning to spam my friends' FB feeds with various Rosemary's Baby type updates in the first couple of weeks after it's born.
(Yes, I have pretty much stolen this idea from The Onion's royal baby coverage).

Downvoted, because I'd rather you didn't set yourself on fire.

"Sorry, sometimes my jokes are funnier in my head."

I'm keen on the word Troglodyte.

Age 17 or so, I persuaded a friend of mine to rent Blue Velvet (I'd heard it was a really good film. How was I supposed to know?), which we then watched with his parents.

Yup, I remembered (which is why I tried to phrase it so that it could apply to either of us).

I'm guessing the 94 at the end of the name is the year he/she was born.

Nah, my parents encouraged me to watch Blue Peter. I think wasting large chunks of one's day on pop-culture websites is more to do with accountancy being a bit dull.

For Raiders, I ended up seeing a good amount of the face melting off scene (I think what happened caught them by surpise) but I had to close my eyes for the bit where Indiana's fighting the big, bald German guy who gets killed by the plane propellor.

That he was bashing someone's head in. But it was a rather more graphic version, with quivering, bloody grey-matter, which played out in my head than what was on-screen.

When I was a pre-teen, my Dad (from whom I eventually discovered that authority is based on pretense) had an inconsistently applied rule that I wasn't allowed to watch things which were violent. So when my parents rented The Untouchables I was required to cover my eyes for certain sections of the film. Which is how…

You need to be open with kids about what they shouldn't do and why. That's why when the Lurkling gets to about 18 months, I intend to sit down with it every evening and read it a list of the all swear words it's not allowed to use.