I thought that maybe it meant the number pi, but that goes on forever, it isn't easy, either.

It's 2015, producers: a country song ain't a country song unless about a bunch of bros drinking beer on Saturday night, trying to get girls wearing tight blue jeans to take a ride in their jacked-up pickup truck. Enough of this la-di-dah estrogen shit!

But the most famous Espositos are Canadian hockey players. Damn you, NAFTA!

Like Bill Murray in "Garfield," Ferrell signed on to this project because he wanted to work with one of the Coen brothers. Or Conan O'Brien. I can't decide which.

The Landmark Diner Jr. on Cheshire Bridge, to be more specific. (The real one's on Roswell Road in Buckhead; the Varsity Jr. drive-in used to be across the street, hence the name.)

"Colin, how many of your songs are written on drugs?"

They funded ISIS in order to make that bit work. Adam and Harris (RIP) really did a disservice to society on that one.

But Adam Scott already exists!

U.S. Open pattern: make the lane as oily as a Lebanese teenager's forehead.

I'm glad it's been settled. That question was really taking this place to the Brink!

A few things are bouncing around my mind right now.

Hipsters aren't the problem. The conglomeration of commercial radio has shrunk playlists on stations, which makes it difficult for artists on independent labels to gain a foothold. It just happens to affect alternative and indie rock acts the worst, since major labels have stables of acts that won't play on top-40…

No doubt it's a bad thing. I still don't know exactly how I feel about what "alternative" has become as a media format; it's great that it has become a more inclusive and eclectic category with the range of folk, blue-eyed soul, and electronic acts receiving airplay, but all of that has come at the expense of rock…

Ah, the Modern Rock charts, now the Alternative Songs charts. If you have a song that isn't factory-farmed, Max Martin-produced dance pop, the music industry has no idea what to do with you, and they'll probably end up dumping you here.

And he knew how to wear his pants backwards.

The fact that millions of tweens and millennials have taken to social media asking "Who is Beck?" makes me think we should nuke the planet and start over.

I watched this episode with my mom last night. Improbably, she correctly identified LaVondrius as the drummer from the Roots when he appeared on screen.

Okay, that makes sense. In the '90s, Golden Corral was still a family-style steakhouse like Sizzler; they have since decided to charge more for the buffet in exchange for making steaks and other entrées all-inclusive.

Golden Corral is a buffet. There's no menu to order the same thing from.

Is this the first time Martin Starr has appeared clean-shaven on-screen since Bill Haverchuk?