When someone asks you if you're a god, YOU SAY YES!

Chicks dig me, because I rarely wear underwear and when I do it's usually something unusual.

The problem (as shown by the other examples listed here) is that it becomes its own shtick, no matter how clever individual examples are. It's like Gene Shalit and his puns in movie reviews; when was the last time that anyone really gave a shit what Shalit thought about any movie whatsoever?

@avclub-d0dfbf82a0232e4c63faf5016c25b7d5:disqus : well, maybe she wanted to add a bit more value since the Palmer vid was so easily spoofable (arguably, Palmer's later videos even did so). As it was, I didn't really like the song anyway.

It's something when you realize that even though J.G. Hertzler was in the first episode (he's the Vulcan captain of the Saratoga), it took this long to find the Role That He Was Born To Play.

Hear, hear. Just in the scene where he meets Kira and Dax for the first time, the bit where he says "Nice hat" is one of the funniest moments in the series.

The closest thing to president I could see him ever plausibly doing would be to play one of the candidates in the primary season, who's a temporary frontrunner until some of his female co-workers come forward with unpleasant stories about his conduct at a convention about ten years ago.

Sometimes, the only way to get that car door open and get going with things is to give yourself permission to fuck things up as much as it's possible to do without getting caught. That got me through most of the aughts.

It turns out that the Star-Whackers are whackers in the other sense. They would have responded to the Quaids, but their hands were full.

That would require her to fart dependably, and the idea of LiLo doing anything dependably (well, besides shitloads of drugs) is ludicrous.

Quite honestly, my first reaction on seeing her picture was that she was diverted by her starring in a sad one-woman show that uses a fifth of Jack as a prop. She just has that barfly look.

Juliette Lewis recently discovered another facial expression, bringing her total up to three, and she's not sure yet how she's going to work it into her shtick. It may take some time.

Fanning production was down 18% last year, in part because the factory in China that made their eyes burned down and you just can't get giant blue eyes like that anymore.

I watched the pilot episode of The Dead Zone, and decided not to continue (despite the presence of the delectable Nicole de Boer), because AMH was creepier than Christopher Walken was in the movie. Creepier than Christopher Walken in a David Cronenberg movie.

He's on a secret mission with his totally-not-crazy-and-folie-a-deux-inducing wife to destroy the Hollywood Star Whackers.

It grabbed me from this scene near the beginning—it left the whole theater in hysterics.

Huh. That's like finding out that the guy who played the gun dealer in Taxi Driver was the subject of his own documentary by Scorsese, which in turn yielded stories that were used in two other movies (one of them Pulp Fiction).

That really wasn't the point that she was making, though. I'm not saying that she was right and that the movie that she was in was better than Bigelow's movie, but it is arguable that, on one of the rare occasions (if it even happened previously) in which a female director's movie got nominated, that movie might have…

The enemy of my enemy isn't necessarily my friend, but Cross will always get points from me for eviscerating Larry the Cable Guy.

I ushered for the Arts at St. Ann's program in Brooklyn in the early nineties, and got to see/meet Lou Reed, Laurie Anderson, David Byrne, John Cale, Penn and Teller, and also see Jeff Buckley and Richard Thompson perform. One of the coolest things was walking through the performance space (the inside of the church…