He had just auditioned for the Spaghetti Man in True Detective - a show that understands his views on religion.

*Goes to Best Buy and buys the last 4 boom-boxes in existence*

Coyne had her come to my favorite bar in Tulsa. The person working the door ID'ed them. Fucking perfect.

Saw it in one of my film classes in college. Fairly jarring movie to start the semester with.

Vacations are needed all around. I'm getting sent to Richmond for work stuff this week. Afterwards, I'm going to take the train up to D.C. to hang out with my sister. A sort of mini-vacation. I'm really looking forward to it.

The girlfriend downloaded Veronica Mars. She watched it 3 times over the coarse of an already busy weekend. From what I saw it seems like a well constructed, snappily written fan fic. It's everything my girlfriend wanted it to be.

Don't blow this for me, Lack.

I am the man with no name!

Hodorable!

Jesus died on the Cross-fit.

Fat-Free Jesus?

And that sponges don't wear pants.

White Jesus be all like this. Black Jesus be all like this.

I wonder if there is any chance the rappers are happy they made this list.

Speaking of which, when can we expect a review of Sun Kil Moon's next album? Hmmm?!

*Exhales*

Making a good pun takes a bit of lwaxana bit of talent.

It was the best of times, it was the Worf of times.

Yeah, he really didn't shoot for the whole nine Yar.

Performing has always been in his dino-DNA.