I'm not giving you my notice.

Followed, of course, by coffee & chocolate fingers.

So you're a well-wisher, in that you don't wish him any -specific- harm.

Going to see them at Schubas
*squints*
Gotta support the team

When I listen to "Let the Records Play," I hear "Horse Right Here" in the verses and "Jeepers Creepers" in the chorus.

I got a Tag Team Wrestling notification for this?

Drifting

Came here to mention this.  If you watch that episode alone in the dark, the madness scene manages to get pretty creepy.

This story isn't complete until we know what Courtney Love has to say.

Yada yada…those aren't buoys!

You guys are looking at me like you don't know what the hell I'm talking about.

If there were a map of the U.S. where the number of times certain words that have been used to describe Pearl Jam songs corresponded to land area, "rollicking" would cover the entire southwest, including California and Texas.

I don't want to toot my own horn, but I also tend towards the finer things, which is why I'll often sit on my porch of an evening and enjoy a discreet tumbler of Trader Joe's Blended Malt Scotch.  I then go inside and toot my own horn.

Nope, my hate for beebear so completely eclipses my affection for Zach that I can't watch this—and I like Zach a lot.

John Mulaney also thought they were going to be bigger.

Screw Easter eggs, I found this page!

Nailed it!

Newswire, 6/4/13:

I was saying "Noooooourns."

The whole point of god's cosmic entrapment sting is that there's no virtue without temptation.  The serpent's first sales pitch was, "Yeah, that fruit gives you the runs, but you'll instantly know the spoilers for every movie."  God had to coach him for a while before he came up with the "knowledge of good & evil"…