My brother and I used to make ourselves Jaunting Belts to teleport around the backyard.

I should probably watch the season and a half of episodes still on my DVR before it starts up again.

I really like Strike Back.  It's probably one of the best boobs-n-bullets shows ever made.

I had the same problem for a while.  In both Chrome and Firefox.

The wheelie in the semi near the end breaks my Willing Suspension of Disbelief too sharply for me to be able to call Licence to Kill a good Bond film.  But I did like Dalton as Bond.

I was kind of surprised when Almighty Johnsons re-appeared on my DVR several weeks ago, as I had heard it had been cancelled.  Presumably, we are behind New Zealand on the airing of those episodes.

I didn't actually realize it was back until I saw last week's review.  Turns out Superchannel (which carries SOA in Canada) moved it from Superchannel 2 to Superchannel 3 for some arcane reason, and so the DVR didn't pick it up.

OK, so the only reason Jax didn't kill Clay was that the arms deal with the Irish was so fucking tenuous that without Clay to reassure the Irish, they would back out in a heartbeat.

When comparing this to other stupid/awesome shows like The Cape, it's important to remember what a difference it makes when the lead actors don't suck.

R.I.P. Rawhide

I once had a dream in which, to settle an argument, I had to measure who had the longer nipples - Julia Louis-Dreyfus or Andrea Martin.

Interesting.  In my memory, they were all about the same time.

The only way it makes sense is if someone was tracking Richard Harrow specifically, somehow knew that Richard Harrow specifically was supposed to kill almost-Ellsworth, and then somehow recognized the significance that the person with the Past Due notice had the same last name.

The cast I first encountered on SNL was the year of Charles Rocket, Robin Duke, and Tim Kazurinsky.

I actually had to rewind that section, as I missed some of the dialog while trying to figure out if that actually was Jim Beaver or not.

That new sitcom coming out from Greg Garcia is the one that fills me with the most sadness.

Sadly, this tactic will probably be wildly successful.

Critters IV (the one in space) also had Brad Dourif.  I'm pretty sure the only Fantasy/SF series - movie or TV - he hasn't been in is Star Wars.

I am physically incapable of not laughing at the little "suck my balls" at the end of the song.

The only way this would be interesting is if the people have no idea they're being filmed.  And by interesting I mean terrifying and disgusting (assuming everyone else watches TV the same way I do).