OUCH. You're right - I meant MIKE Brown. Paul Brown has been retconned in my mind into a bad guy through the actions of his son.

I sincerely love this album. It was in constant rotation in my parents' cutting-edge 6-disc CD changer as I grew up, it's still one of the first things I buy when moving to a new format, and I've probably listened to it a thousand times.

Uni-Watch.com and No Mas (the latter of which seems to have disappeared from the Internet) made a series of shirts called "Naming Wrongs," which were printed in team colors and said things like "I still call it The Jake" for the Cleveland Indians fan who refuses to say "Progressive Field," or "I still call it Joe…

Lucky for me, because these endless trips to the post office take up so much of my time!

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Also no more Birthday Boys. Season 1 with prominent Bah Bodenkirk was truly excellent.

I'm reaching for hope here by parsing his first tweet's specific inclusion of "on @IFC" as a sign that the show will live on, perhaps through Seeso or just going directly to Netflix.

Technicality no down boo over?

I'm going to cry myself to sleep on my Leesa mattress, which was shipped directly to my door in a box the size of a miniature refrigerator (aka "mini fridge").

Someone please ensure that Messrs. Aukerman and F. Tompkins get a table by the band, won't you?

Maybe it's just me, but for me I find David Cross to be rude, crude, and TOTALLY lewd.

He's been on my mind a lot lately but only because the Trump/Buchanan comparisons have me thinking "Patty-Patty Byook-Byook" in my head every time I hear or read his name.

WROOOONG!! Next issue!

It's already set up as a contest among nations and everyone loves dodgeball, a sport that exists in real life.

I don't know about Walters from the world of journalism, but Reggie is so into the world of illegal psychotropic chemicals that his name may as well be Walter White over here.

But think of all the wealth they created for their investors!

I saw this movie in a theater that doesn't exist anymore with my college girlfriend, who literally cried at the end of the movie because we were 19-year-olds who were "emo" before we had a word for it.

Vote for the Amish Party candidate, Daniel Yoder. He'll make sure the country isn't subject to bad telecommunications laws because under his administration the only ways to communicate over long distances will be snail mail and people hollering at each other, sometimes through an old-timey megaphone.

That Someone was dead-on correct.

DJ's may not have set the playlists, but at least you still had hundreds of discrete station groups contributing to the pool of music being shared and promoted. Some programmers or research consultants definitely had outsized influence and sway in the industry but it never approached the level of a KISS-FM type of…