Remember just recently when they were canvassing for pieces from posters who could bring the snark?  That was the warning shot over the bow, I think.  Outsourcing, never a good sign.

In the US, veterans groups set up donation tables outside places like Walmart on Veterans' Day.  You make a donation and they give you a little paper poppy on a little green wire, meant to go in your buttonhole, presumably.
At one point, I had so many of them in my car that I looped the wires and started a poppy chain…

You messed up the rhyme.  Naughty!

Nathan Fillion as Sky Masterson.  I could get behind that casting.

Smart money says Nathan Lane.

Maybe it's because so many recent musicals really stink.
How hard is it to understand that the musical fanbase is composed of people who want to see singing and dancing, not tortured camera work?
If nothing else, the success of Dancing with the Stars should provide some clues.

…in a Skoda

Nicely Nicely, maybe they'll get Nathan Lane.
Why not Hugh Jackman for Masterson?  At least he can sing.

http://www.youtube.com/watc…

In the original, Dean Martin should have been Sky Masterson, not Marlon Brando.
Sinatra, okay as Nathan Detroit.

Doberman—my breed of choice.

You've been spending too much time with Tarkovsky's A.D.

Sounds like a shoo-in for the Caldecott.

Slo-mo in a book?  Does it come with instructions that you have to read a section with your finger moving slowly under each word?

It's not an issue of not loving pets as much as I do.  It's the issue of not understanding why anyone would love pets, a lack of empathy, really.

You could offer to pay for birth control.

When I say "many," I mean it.

It's worse in the book.  Consider that for a while.

Call the cops?  More like, call the caterer for the celebratory dinner for Rabin.

I agree with much of what you've said, but I also have to suggest you do something about  that fear.  It must cause you no end of problems.