I rarely drive steamboats, dad - there's a lot of shit you don't know about me.

I'd say Alexander Keith's is probably the Canadian equivalent to Sam Adams… It's a very good IPA and it's available pretty much everywhere. It's my usual choice in bars and restaurants (unless they have Guinness and I happen to be flush with cash) but I don't buy a case that often because it's up around $40 for 24 now.

Sorry, Jorge… Lakeport is awful, awful beer and there's no reason to drink it. In Ontario there's a minimum legal beer price (I think it's now $1.10/bottle + 10 deposit) so there are a whole slew of cheap beers that sell at the same price as Lakeport, many of which are much better.

How about the Puzzle Factory?

Going back to the adolescent angst thing, I'd also submit "Rage" as a great example of King's writing on the subject, and like Lux says up there, it sort of implicates everyone in the bullying in one way or another.

Or "Don't You Forget About Me" from THAT OTHER episode of Futurama.

Good call, Scatterheart… every time we listen to Queen's Greatest Hits here in my office (which happens more than you'd imagine) I find myself grinning ear to ear during that song thinking about rhythmically whacking zombies with pool cues.

I also really like the use of the Clash's "Janie Jones" in "Bringing out the Dead" during the manic ambulance driving scenes.

Hurdy Gurdy Man in Zodiac is great, but I prefer the Butthole Surfers' version in Dumb and Dumber (as they're distraughtly driving away after accidentally killing Mike Starr with the hot peppers).

I'm not usually a fan of the "you're fat on the internet" comments,but "yoghurty tublings" is an outstanding insult, even with the bizarre alternate spelling of yoghurt.

Nah, I'm with whataworkout… that cow/horse line fucking killed me.

I'd never actually eat an eclair out of the garbage (partly out of fear of being caught, partly because there might be some other, invisible-to-the-eye reason it was discarded), but I'd probably be enraged to see a perfectly good eclair in the trash.

My school had an 8th grade graduation ceremony in 1989 too… a bunch of the kids even rented limos and shit for the parties afterwards. I always figured it was because most of them knew it was going to be the last thing they ever graduated from.

I "graduated" in '94 which was an indisputably awesome year for music (see the 1994 entry from a few weeks ago for proof) but my final year of high school was '95 (Ontario high schools had a Grade 13 at the time, which was required for university acceptance) which was much less impressive.

Sluggo - you need to check out the comments (that will never die!) on this article if you think the Pina Colada song was treated unfairly here:

Fuck yeah… although I never realized they were both released the same year.

Oprah H. Winfrey! Will you kids keep it down out there!?

When I was in middle school, one of my hockey teammates put on a 2 Live Crew tape in our locker room before a game and we were all giggling at it, totally unaware that all the parents outside the room could hear it - until one kid's dad (who was about 6'5" and weighed over 300 lbs) walked in the room, popped the tape…

I'll watch the odd episode of Blue Bloods (only so I can go "Boom. You just got Magnum-ed!" whenever Tom Selleck owns some motherfucker in his office) but that's about it for me.

That's kind of like the pharmaceutical ads that air on Canadian TV now… they can't actually make any claims about what their product does so they're purposefully vague with lots of shots of happy families and couples walking on the beach at sunset, then just end with "Ask your doctor about Thalidomide".