Here's the good news - maybe Siobhan's two threats to kill him are actually foreshadowing for when she turns evil.

You knew he was going to bring it. In "Airport" he threw all of the old Hollywood conventions and styles on their ear - the rest of the cast was stuck in the melodramatic mid-60s mode, and here came Joe Patroni, sucking face and kicking ass with a cigar firmly planted between his teeth.

Kind of a short bio for the guy. He was fantastic in "Charade."

Tibmag god!

The disappointment with which Brick said, "Mom is healthier than ever!" was glorious. I've felt just as disappointed many times about Frankie's longevity during this series.

KEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSSSSS!

I didn't hate the finale. The finale made me retroactively hate the creators of the show for planning the finale like this at the very beginning.

NOBODY ASKED YOU, PATRICE!

I laughed uproariously when Todd was asked the very questions by the guy they were tailing that Stuart thought were too hyperspecific to bother prepping for.

Well, it's definitely not Reynold's.

The possessive of Reynolds is Reynolds'. Just saying.

Growing up, one of my family's most treasured collective possessions was Martin's "Let's Get Small" album, to the point that I can recite the whole thing basically from memory even now. It was hilarious even though about a third of that set was sight gags. My brother and I still randomly greet each other with excerpts.

I'm not particularly fond of his character arc.

I think we could all see this "Goldbergs" episode coming - Natalie Lind clearly wasn't long for the show - but holy crap, did it ever give me a case of the feels. There's that moment in a doomed relationship where you realize that its end is inevitable, that not even your best efforts are going to be enough to save…

It's all circumstance. Even the friendliest celebrity can have a bad day. Only difference between them and normal people is that the latter usually get to use that as an excuse.

"That was fucking brilliant!" shouted the anonymous flack. The video editor paused, his fingers dancing hesitantly on the Avid keypad. Then he said, "Fuck it," and left it in.

The rollercoaster line, and Boyle's response, resulted in a spit take from me that unfortunately subsequently required carpet cleaner and a vacuum. (Get your mind out of the gutter, it was zero-calorie generic raspberry kool-aid.)

I'm sure Lego Jon Batiste has a much more expressive pair of eyes than his real life counterpart.

The only songs I can name of theirs are the ones tacked onto their videos - "White Knuckles," "This Too Shall Pass," "The Writing's on the Wall." I actually like their songs from what I've heard, except they're really REALLY into the fuzz distortion.

"Ahhhh yes, the poison. The poison for Kuzco. The poison especially designed to kill Kuzco. Kuzco's poison."