Oh.  So we've reached THAT part of the summer.

Somewhere in that timeline was a bowel movement, yes.

I had a smartphone last year, then moved to China, then ten months later when I returned, the phone had somehow magically broken itself in its non-use.  So now I have a flip-phone (bought six years ago and works fine despite ITS non-use), which limits my Blank Stare Phone Sessions because boring.  With those five…

Why can't he just make another original film, rather than making a sequel to a movie that I  was only marginally interested in to begin with?  

Wait wait wait, back up.  I am slightly confused.  Sarah Michelle Gellar is still alive?

So it goes.  I lost all faith in humanity a long time ago.

Sweet, now I know what to watch for my double-feature tomorrow night.  

That's a lot of bonus tracks.

Nobody is interested in what Chris is up to.

Kanye is also going to be doing a piece of performance art.  He will be going around to every French-ass (hyphenate?  I.  Don't.  Know.) restaurant he can find and ordering sweet and sour sauce on damn croissants.  OK, the joke didn't really come together the way I hoped it would.  I apologize.  But I'm going to post…

Beautifully understated guitarist and singer.  Few things are better after a long day than winding down with a drink or two and putting on JJ Cale.

Whoever's watching this, please stop.

To all of us Hyper Internet Humans, Spotify and streaming services of its ilk seem like a huge deal, but the majority of the American music-consuming public doesn't use these services.  If The Beatles' general feet-dragging when it comes to Internet services does end up effecting their popularity, it's going to take a…

Oh, don't get me started on "Mother Simpson."  That one kills me at the end every single time.

I love how non-shit giving Krusty is when it comes to most everything.

A lot of lyrics look stupid when you type them out, though.  Even lyrics to good songs.  Songs aren't poetry.  Without the music or the singing, they aren't complete.  It's like eating unsweetened baking chocolate.  Tastes pretty shitty on its own, is great when you add sugar, flour and eggs and toss it in an oven.…

In this day and age, what with all the silicon chips and such, if it's not embeddable, it doesn't exist.

Currently reading the third book in Richard J. Evans' Nazi Germany history.  Just finished up Frank Brady's 'Endgame.'  Really interesting, readable biography of chess genius/paranoid hate-spewer Bobby Fishcer.

I'm more on a WWII kick right now, but I love Civil War histories and will probably be reading that one within the next few months.  I burned through Shelby Foote's whole thang a few years back but am always looking for more.

Kanye West is the fist that all celebrities secretly wish they could be.