I think the other kid, Taran Noah Smith, got married and divorced young and got arrested for pot possession a while back.

The disturbing fact of the day:

Up and at them!

Patton Oswalt as Splinter.

I got out of that game after my attempt to get Jessica Simpson's right fallopian tube to loiter went south.

Walking barefoot in the snow in Alaska was my first and only intro to boots.

I missed this story. Were there a lot of otherwise stern-faced newscasters saying "purple drank" on the air?

I thought the Shamrock Shake tasted more like industrial cleaner than toothpaste, but I suppose that's just me. Ah well, back to the Sno-Bol next year.

I also enjoyed "Down at the Twist and Shout" and "I Feel Lucky." Looking back, it almost seems a little radical that she was played on mainstream country radio (well…at least the above song).

Dick Cavett described my manuscript with the same exact quote.

I saw birds fucking on a Deadhead once. At least, I think I saw that.

Your neighbors may be getting fucked by polar bears. What to do and how to protect yourself…tonight on Local 41 news at 10.

The one clip I've seen of their show was the vaccination clip. They were critical of the anti-vaccination crowd.

I thought Sue Ellen's attraction to Gary was just a ploy to get him to give oil rights to her and John Ross.

One fewer than the number of people who lost their virginity to a Bill Cosby album.

The shooting, much like life itself, has been nothing but Victoria Principal's dream.

How can Dukes of Melrose not be about California's top moonshiners who engage in stunt driving and selling novelty car horns?

Or just go the opposite route and get Neveldine/Taylor.

Dammit, I made the mistake of looking directly at her face in that picture. Must…find…the antidote…

Why name more than Dan Glickman? He's really all you need.