I++: I'm with JBMD. Either there's one universe (and "Everything that happened, happened") or there are infinite ones. I'm thinking the writers are going with the former. The fun of it all comes from watching *why* the characters make the 'choices' that make what happen, happen. For example, Sayid shot Ben thinking…

I++: There's only one loop. It's the same every time. There's no "non-notebook 'first time'". Eloise buys her son a blank notebook, knowing that it would eventually become the full notebook she keeps in her lingerie drawer. This is an example of a non-paradoxical loop - as long as "what happened, happened", there are…

Who says they were wearing clothes?

Cul-de-Zack, I think you're missing the point of the compass loop. No, the show is not suggesting that "things need to happen on [sic] infinite loops", but the compass is in one. As a thought experiment, name a year in which it could possibly have been manufactured, and track its time line. Problem, yes?

Hey, be jealous of me, too! *sniff*

Ideally, huli seasoning should be applied with a mop by the father of a kid on a baseball team wanting to go to the mainland, while his kid works at KFC for minimum wage. So, there's a nice symmetry, anyway.

OTP: Notice that there are zero participating restaurants in Hawaii?? Very annoying. I was looking forward to comparing this junk with huli huli chicken.

I love foraged foods: blackberries, fiddleheads, clams, opihi, mushrooms… all good.

Multiball on Doctor Who pinball. That is what makes life worth living.

Also, how does he like his steak? Would it help to point out that you are, in fact, sizzling hot and extra rare?

Wow, if I'd realized this thread was going to go all Savage Love, I would have stayed up, rather than nodding off with Jelly Belly Pudding Snacks dancing like sugarplums in my head.

What can I say - I'm loving it. It undermines the collegial effort a bit that Ben Folds' own contribution (Effington) is the one that blows my little mind, but I'm enjoying them all so far. Oh, and just watched King of Kong for the first time, so am floating around in a warm geeky bubble.

Oooh, now I remember. David Bowie Glass Spider tour, Duran Duran opening, and Georgia Satellites pre-opening. Bowie's a god, and I adored Duran Duran (I was 16, give me a break), but Georgia Satellites owned both their asses that night.

I'd believe a study that claimed "cultures are generally averse to food covered with blue mold."

Blue maize. Curacao. Stilton. All sorts of abominations with food coloring in them.

@MelissaW: Maybe the taster was female, and was suggesting that Cherry flavor made her listless, bloated and irritable?

Another good, related, inventory would be "Great opening acts for terrible headliners". Seen a few of those. Can't remember a single one at the moment.

Hm.
Did that one taster mean to suggest that menstrual blood tastes like weak Kool Aid and milk? It's not the strongest recommendation, but it's certainly better than the eye-rolling terror some guys show. Maybe Cherry Jelly Belly pudding could be used as training wheels for round-the-month cunnilingus?

IFTD: standing ovations! Yes!! The Susan Boyle video got me that way. I didn't resent the artifice because, well, she isn't fictional, but it's still a shortcut to tears.

@ ET again: Reread your post, and am envious. Pretty much any animal death (OK, typically a fluffy mammal, but not always), or even endangerment, gets me all emotional. I can't control it, and resent it.