If I were fifteen years younger, I would march right up to a young Dennis Perkins and tell him not to write a bad review for that sketch.

Too Hot for TV . . . until now.

At least one of those I just found out existed.

I always assume most celebrity Wikipedia pages are just glorified press releases crafted by agents and publicists.

They're half right.

"Public figures" no one has ever heard of.

Or his Chinese chicken trainer from SNL?

That's the same problem I had with him. He had a great knack for doing the voices, but his material was always terrible. It didn't surprise me he never did any jokes that strayed from the impersonation shtick.

I refuse to sit next to anyone who would be willing to sit next to me.

I got a rock.

If we're praising relatively recent material, "Sick Man of Europe" should've gotten an honorable mention.

Take that Dan Backslide!

Mitch Hedberg got bumped on Letterman once because Madonna ran long. He said it was great to get paid to sit in a green room and eat cantaloupe.

The names I'm familiar with play a fairly small theatre when they come through town. Unless this isn't a huge place or their fan bases don't overlap at all, or this isn't going to be as lucrative as someone thinks.

Way to bury the lede . . . Teenage Fanclub currently exists?

"Why the Guy who cleans our toilets hates Def Leppard's 'Photograph'."

Well, they were absolutely tanking at the time (compared to previous success levels), and it doesn't surprise me some force wasn't going to let that brand die.

I always believed the dulcet tones of Styx were above the levels of childish mockery.

Why do they say "peanuts and Cracker Jack" if Cracker Jack is significantly peanuts?

I looked into moving to Bloomington Illinois a few years back. Looked like a good town if you worked for the Company.