Me too. Jon Schmidt's "All of Me" is one of my favorite bits of piano prestidigitation. And heaven knows his family has gone through the shit this year with his daughter dying.

Of course Lee fucking Greenwood will be there. A bit surprised about The Piano Guys, though. Guess they wanted to double down on their Mormon entertainers.

I dunno - if you were trying to hide in plain sight, would you risk asking a lot of suspicious questions of an entity that is basically the head guy's ambulatory dayplanner?

Also, her curly hair was not made of tentacles.

Every time I watch Buster Keaton's stunts in The General, I think, "I can't think of a single person in Hollywood who (a) could think of doing stuff like that and (b) would have the balls to do it without camera trickery."

So, naturally, you whizzed over to your computer to check.

Surprised he didn't mention "Summer, Highland Falls" - one of my favorite non-single tracks.

I'd be as upset about Russian spycraft interfering with the election if it was aimed at getting Hillary elected. How is it that someone who claims to be rational can accept the idea of Russia influencing our elections simply because it denied a Clinton a position of power?

Guess what. It's possible to not exist on the Left or the Right (or even the left or right WITHOUT the unnecessary capitalization and pejoration), to not have voted for Clinton or Sanders, to not be a Democrat, and to still believe that this nation is fifty miles down the shitter because Donald Trump is going to be…

I desperately hope not everyone in Kansas is that stupid.

The Tabernacle is a horrid place to watch anything. Poor traffic control, poor air circulation, and coccyx-destroying seats. Many was the time I'd go to conference or some Music and the Spoken Word performance and alternately roast, cramp, and mosh (albeit gently, because, after all, this is Salt Lake City).

You obviously aren't a Mormon, because most Mormons would see resigning from MoTab as a principled protest to be tantamount to apostasy.

I've been out of the church for almost a decade now and I still have to sit through green jello jokes and an avalanche of missionary puns.

At BYU we always modified it to say "Breed'em Young" because of the implicit (and sometimes explicit) push for all of the girls and guys to pair up and get babymakin'.

I would not be surprised at all if the Strengthening the Members Committee quietly suggested that this brave lady's stake president bring her in for a "confab" on the down-low to make sure she's not going any further astray than this.

MERCIA THE LAND OF THE FREDS AND HOME OF THE BRAIDS

It'd work on this comment, too.

That may be my favorite scene in the whole movie. She beats the shit out of (kills?) the guard, picks up his club, and then moves out like you'd expect someone in the Special Forces to do it. She moves. She doesn't pause to reflect, or catch her breath, or run panicked out of the facility. She shows urgency,…

I find it hilarious that this article pooh-poohs the tile-floor CGI scene in T2, when that scene accounted for a staggeringly huge portion of the entire movie's budget.

@Blevins - I also belatedly got into What's My Line? thanks to one of the rarely-watched digital OTA secondary channels our local networks broadcast, and now I'm addicted too. Hell, Dorothy Kilgallen's story alone makes WML uber-compelling.