Conan the Floridian

Not so smart, now, huh?

That's the twist:

Funny, I started in with some of the "where not to start" groups. GY!BE (or GYBE!, at the time) was one of my first. As was Tortoise. I got into Sea and Cake just before that (found the other two via Amazon's "you may as enjoy…" section that used to be at the bottom of pages), but I never really considered them in the…

What I really don't get is people who hang them from their rear-view-mirrors. What, are you sleeping on your car's dashboard? I didn't think so. So what you got is just an empty-ass dreamcatcher obstructing your field of vision.

Heading for a Portland wedding in August. I was going to get them a very tasteful knot, even though it's not on their registry. I was gonna go for the pickled jewel case, but it's kinda on the pricey-side.

"After all, there are no Choose Your Own Adventure movies at the bottom of the ocean."

Say goodbye to THESE…glasses.

So what's the deal here? Orlando Bloom isn't listed in the cast for this installment (on IMDB).

Gonna be in NYC to get a double-dose of modernized Shakespeare: this and Sleep No More.

Duh. It's Santa Claus in a bunny suit. Everybody knows that. You just realized that? Psh.

*starts nodding head*

Wait…there's a cat in an all-white set? And it's summertime? They must've been lint-rolling the hell out of everything between takes.

Mission Accomplished.

Well, once he figures out where his daughter is, maybe we can put him on the case of "WHERE'S…FIRE…FLY?".

Body percussion, huh…

Looks like picked the wrong week to quit body percussion.

Meanwhile, Maru and Lil' Bub wait by their phones, placed strategically between a warm, sunny spot and a cool, shady spot (or maybe a box, in Maru's case).

We have a public to protect.

*Rushes to create a sticker of Calvin peeing on Chevy car with Justin Bieber in the driver's seat.*