As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a basic cable comedy news host.

And Lancion Trailerpark. His mother was of the family Whytetrash.

Bacon? C'mon, Fred Ward did all the work and returned for the straight-to-video sequel!

Sure you'll see some tank battles. But fighting in desert is very different from fighting in canopy jungle. I mean 'Nam was a foot soldier's war whereas, uh, this thing should uh, you know, be a piece of cake. I mean I had an M16, Jacko, not an Abrams fucking tank. Me and Charlie, eyeball to eyeball.

It's also hard to imagine a band on a major label today releasing an album with the equivalent of naming it "Sandinista" today. You don't see many albums these days named after successful communist uprisings.

Somehow sometimes I hit the wrong button or something during a search and somehow Bing somehow becomes my default search engine until I go back and change my settings.

I'm seein' double here, six Benghazis!

It's Dante's Peak/Volcano all over again!

I hope the film is exactly like Grand Budapest Hotel and Bill Murray has a cameo towards the end.

Like this?

"Oh hai Jay and Silent Bob!"

When I've been to Guanajuato we met a few Americans who came over from San Miguel and they commented that in comparison it seemed like all the Americans were back there and few went to Guanajuato. From my experience, more European tourists than Americans go to the Mexican colonial cities—I've spent a lot of time in…

Guanajuato would be a great place for a Bond film chase—though I almost don't want that place to get more publicity for American tourists. There's a relative lack of tourists(at least when I've been) that is a nice plus for that place, especially since most American's knowledge of Mexico is basically Cancun, Puerto…

I like Mexico City, I've always had a good time there, though it's a huge city with a variety of different districts that range from fancy to run-down. Neighborhoods like Roma or Condesa almost feel like Buenos Aires, the Centro Historico has a lot of old Colonial and neo-classical architecture, than there's rich…

James Bond ends up attending what he thinks is a friendly meeting for a free deep sea fishing trip and spa credit and ends up being held against his will.

That's basically the motto of South Florida as well.

El P's AV Club run-down of that fight scene might be the best thing I read on here in the last year.

Yeah, I moved on from the 90s punk of my youth a long time ago—but the whole stretch of Bad Religion from 80-85 through Recipe For Hate still holds up pretty well. In part because they were for the most part a much more mature band in terms of subject matter compared to a lot of the fairly average teenage angst of a…

The cover of No Control has that fluorescent color scheme common to late 80s skateboards, snowboards, and Ocean Pacific clothing. It definitely looks a little dated.

Yeah, and then Clark gets like 3,000 feet of vertical down a steep snowy slope on his sled run.