If it's any consolation - and why would it be? - last week I bumped into the woman I broke up with almost two years ago: my last Significant Other. We exchanged pleasantries, and I asked about her daughter; she told me that the girl had some drama moving schools, as they had just upped sticks to a city an hour's drive…

Hello,

RWG or something? I noticed that in the 'Justified' comment threads: and yes, never anything less than annoying.

Armando Iannucci is a somewhat effete Scotsman with an overtly Italian name, adapting a French graphic novel while based somewhere in south-east England: there should be no need for any Tinseltowners to suffer.

Worst. Yakscent. Ewwar.

Miss FLAAAD!

Also, as fundamentally a "bottle episode", I have always thought this ep would make a terrific two-act play: a single set, two stage partitions at the most, and a few principal players (five or six at most). The superfluous stuff (extra SWAT team members other than the captain, Tim Gunderson requisitioning fried…

Still my single favorite episode of Justified: not only did it re-team two Deadwood alums, the interplay between the two characters was just a perfect match-up of bluff, bluster, trust, mis-trust, fake-out and genuine sentiment. The tension was also ratcheted up with a ticking clock, as to whether the armed response…

Several of the interviews and experiences for Them had already been filmed and were part of a documentary series called The Ronson Mission, which aired on in the UK on BBC2 in 1993. Them is a great book, but it does leave out the fact that Jon Ronson had a film crew with him for the majority of his "Adventures"…

Bravo: biggest laugh I've had all day (and I just re-watched shovelgirl).

Aw, that's sweet; any insight I have in this particular instance is undoubtedly because, at one time, I *was* you (sensitive, 'late' in conventional terms to first serious relationship, high romantic expectations not particularly well matched with my knowledge and experience).

There are a bunch of ways to respond, internally; my current favorite is 'with sympathy', as you imagine the new gf's reaction when the guy pulls the same shit on her as he did on you.

I am actually surprised how much better-looking the general population of planet Earth seem to me now compared with twenty years ago. I'm sure it's not something in the water - or that flannel is much less of a thing these days - but rather youth's impossibly high expectations of beauty that mellows with age. The…

I have a lot of experience dealing with assholes from my job (no, I'm not a proctologist); and the only appropriate way to do so is do not engage unless it's to show them the door. Once they're off your property, let them rant and yell, but do not engage. They have something of yours? Do not engage. Getting them the…

There is a book by a guy called Dr. Steve Ilardi that I read not long ago, and gave me a lot of food for thought on my own intermittent struggles with the old Black Dog. The Depression Cure is written from an anthropological/sociological perspective, so was a lot more up my street than most other texts on the subject.…

To quote Louis CK: "You're only twenty-five: turn gay for five years, and you'll still only be thirty".

Can't they just type "Morrissey" into Google?

Of the two, I doubt I've listened to Laid all the way through in twenty years; but I will return to Wah Wah every now and again to immerse myself in its contrasting smooth and angular textures. It is far from a 'finished' record, with a few actual songs contained within: the rest are like musical soundscapes, captured…

Oh, and that true form version of Midna from the final cut-scene might just be my ultimate weird video game crush:

Oh my.