At the Oscars, James Caan famously broke up while reading the nominees for Best Supporting Actress.

Wasn't he tapped to play Goldfinger before Gert Frobe?

Why wasn't this given to Renée Richards?

I highly recommend you avoid the Creston Vineyards wine Trebek makes. One would think a sip of that would humble him.

Listen, I love Drew Carey and all that but the simple answer is they should have ended the show when the überpimp Bob Barker retired. First of all because he was synonymous with the show. People d'un certain âge only think of TPIR with Bob Barker, the man from Happy Gilmore (Bob Barker is a black-belt, by the way).…

I am curious to know if the same people who take umbrage at my "joy" over his injuries are the same people who took umbrage at him when he was in the cross-hairs of the PC police. That would be irony indeed.

Were it a school bus, Common Core would preclude they'd be on the school bus because of the 117 steps required to affix a seat belt.

He can tour with Geri Jewell.

He is not funny.

Who's happy? Statistically, 65,915,796 people were discovered to have brain damage in 2012.

I'll give you Lena Dunham. Oh, shit yeah.

Please, I completely understand that what I said is the least Christian thing possible. But I think it he a completely untalented person who is and uncontrolled id.

I crashed a cocktail party for Kurt Vonnegut at Syracuse University in 1994. I went right up to him and said, "I am quite pleased to meet you. I crashed this party just to say hello, though I have never read any of your novels."

I'll say it, I am going to Hell anyhow.

I read all those books and despite being written at a sixth-grade level, the suckers hook you. Supernatural occurrences, globe-hopping locations, a Socialist dystopia not more than one step away from the present, an ecumenical religion, cataclysms, war. It's all there.

I just watched the episode of @Midnight that aired on the eleventh and pissed myself. PFT, Greg Proops, and John Hodgman. So freakin' funny. The show works sometimes and doesn't other times but this one was non-stop laughter.

We used to sing "Rosh Hashan-, Rosh Hashan-, Rosh Hashan-" to the Jewish kid in our class.

When I was in middle school, c. 1983, it was called Social Studies also.

Why can't things just be left alone? I'd rather see a restored print of the original. Show that in the cinemas. I mean, did we really need John Boy Walton's turn as Baumer? Did we?

I went through a White Nonsense kick of making syrups for soda for a while. All that turbinado stewin' in a pot with herbs and water. Root beer was the most difficult because it required yeast and Grolsch bottles. Ginger ale was the easiest (and very refreshing with a heap ton of bourbon in it). We never quite got…