I arrived at a Bed and Breakfast last week just as the owner was watching the NPH death scene on a big screen. It was one of those great "oh, so this is where I'm going to die" moments.

He was going by prison rules, clearly.

Ugh…a dude at my work (whom I never was able to identify…thankfully?) used to have regular one-man party sessions with his phone in a bathroom that had 5 stalls, despite there being single-person bathrooms all over the place. You could hear…everything. I was never sure if it was intentional, but I definitely yelled…

How screwed are we that the frickin statue of liberty is a divisive "trigger"?

I expect the box office fall off for the sequels to be nothing short of enormous.

Hunting's premise always just struck me too unbelievable to be taken seriously. It would seem perfectly reasonable if Robin Williams diagnosed Matt Damon as a mutant and Professor X showed up in one of the recruitment sequences toward the end.

It's my favorite film of his, and it always made me wish he'd direct more films based on other people's works.

That song is ingrained in my soul.

I played Mortal Kombat, in the theater lobby, before AND AFTER seeing Mortal Kombat the movie. FUCK YEAH 1995.

I distinctly remember *trying* so hard to like Korn when they broke in like '95 because my friends liked them. It was the first time I realized that objectively shitty music gets recorded and sold.

You might be a…you could perhaps…be…get'er…..blue…neck…here's your…..red…blue collar…neck…….sign…

I would've bought it. It just seemed like one of those things that no one would go out of their way to acquire.

The correct answer in all cases is, "My duck is the best duck, because I, a working actor, have been paid to portray said duck."

This all has much more of a Coen Brothers Burn After Reading feel to it.

PYTHON POOL GATE!

Could just be Mueller going full Ken Starr. Russia stuff — sure, they'd love to find some, but they'd settle for fire code violations, unpermitted exotic pets, etc.

Lucky. Yeah, I remember spending days downloading a record. Rural speeds, I suppose.

…which, really has me rethinking my position on a border wall.

I remember being able to find 30 second RealPlayer files of Dimmu Borgir (or whatever) at the time, but it didn't much matter. Best Buy (our only "record store") carried crap, and download speeds were prohibitively slow. It wasn't until ~2000 in my area that ~15kbs download speeds and CD burners came into play,…

Ah, but it was a golden era for DJs with bucket hats. Every band was looking to hire. You just had to stand back there bobbing your bucket-hatted head, going "wicka wicka" after every chorus, and the band's sloppy-fifths were alllll yours.