The most memorable thing about the one time I've seen Pearl Jam live didn't have anything to do with the show itself, regrettably. This was the June 29th 2000 show in Oslo, Norway. Heading into the final stretch of my 600 mile journey home the day after (and still pretty buzzed from getting to see one of my favourite…

That's lovely, man, thank you so much for sharing that.

Agree. I returned to my Pearl Jam discs a little while back (after not having listened to them for quite a few years), and was blown away by how good Yield was. It's not my sentimental favourite (No Code), but I was surprised in how close it comes in "objective" quality (*blows raspberry at self*) to those first two…

Hey, don't bogart the pipe, man…

This is a game that never wastes an opportunity to present an intestine and has a focused story of many a throbbing brain.

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Thanks for the clarification. I know a lot of people are getting very optimistic on behalf of soccer's position in America, but I just don't see its growth rate as a spectator sport (in terms of both match attendance and television numbers) increasing to something close to where it needs to be in order to start…

"Are we counting soccer as a major sport yet?"

My immediate guess was "laundromat". Although with the vocabulary games that apparently was a stock of the Holden household (cf. Daniel and Janet scraping the kitchen floor), a more obscure word like "lampoonist" wouldn't be out of the question.

I dunno, I found the auto-complete excuse to be valid enough. Even though my instinct in a situation like that would have been to check and re-check the form obsessively, I can definitely buy someone of negligible tech-savvy (and/or of a flustered state of mind due to extortion) letting themselves go on autopilot for…

Slightly unlikely, but very enticing proposition: A Good Wife spin-off centering on Elsbeth (and Reyna Hecht, I guess).
Even unlikelier proposition: that said spin-off would be titled "Tasc-mania!"

You weren't there! You don't know! *sobs*

I am so, so very disappointed that this wasn't the first comment. This isn't the first time my potential amusement has been stymied by Billy Corgan, though.

I would have given it a higher grade (in fact I did, thanks to The TV Club's new and improved Community Grading Tool. Now in beta!), but that's just because my misgivings (which mirrored Ferguson's) where trumped by my sheer enjoyment of a lot of the set pieces and jokes. It still felt like an incredibly perfunctory…

I'm going to have to disagree with Mr. Dowd's assessment of "Army of Me" as an incongruous or misleading opening track. Or, he (she? to be fair, "A" is one of those first names that work equally well for women and men) is entitled to his opinion, but coming to Post after living with Debut for two years, I can't recall…

I need to read Moby Dick soon, just so this won't be my first association when people start talking about how great it is.

Good luck (or "tvi tvi", as they say in my neck of the woods) on the job hunting!

Erik Adams: putting the "ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" in "review" since, well, today? Today.

So I got out my swimming trucks, coralled up my little brother, and found an actual brick at four in the morning for nothing? Sigh. I really wanted to be your friend, too.

I could have understood it if it had been Jada Pinkett, maybe, but Rosario Dawson? Oof.