Agree!

mbs—never doubt again.

Oh, word, crom—my imagination actually overheats when I see him.

They're showing this next week at the Wexner Center in Columbus and I was planning to go—so glad to read this passionate review!

saw robinson perform stand-up on my campus
I'd always liked him but I was totally unprepared for how much power he had over that crowd. I remember singing in parts—I think we'd have drunk any Kool-Aid that man provided. Hilarious and sexy. And he made Mindy Kaling kiss him to the delight of all present.

Did I mention that I watched it the other day? That's very important.

I really like that idea.

Man oh man, I hope Surge comes back some day. I don't like having tooth enamel—bring back the Surge!!

gumbercules and staircar—I'm right there with you on OK Soda. My brother and I would call that hotline interminably, and we created some messages, too. Apparently we belonged to some of its lucky, if temporary, test markets.

There's a bodega like 2 blocks from me that sells non-corn-syrupy Coke, like in the middle of a residential neighborhood in Columbus, OH. I should get over there more often because I WHOLEHEARTEDLY prefer it.

Huh, that worked…so what is this Wikipedia thing? A repository of rock terms or something?

since this is probably the place to ask
Does anyone know how umlauted vowels came to be associated with names of loud rock bands, be they punk, metal or whatever? I've always wondered. Who did it first? And do people just pronounce it by elongating the vowel or saying in a voice they perceive as badass? Because I…

benighted, bemused, bewildered
It's a sad day in the S&RB house—I can't believe I'd never ever heard of The New Monkees. I was totally old enough to be cognizant of them and their searing lameness…what was I, playing outside during their whole run? I regret each sun-soaked moment.

It's so tacky when men try to trade their bonic woman for a newer, younger one. That old woman's still plenty bonic, guys!

I bet Dench is more of a LARPer—she probably gets to keep all her old-timey film costumes, after all.

Hell yeah it was.

Hoodwink, I'm trying to imagine my page in said calendar—it's pretty much me sitting at my desk in yoga pants drinking Diet Coke and clicking between AVC, e-mail and Facebook. That get you hot?

i flunked out of flopsville state university
and then out of Flopsberg Junior College. My major was Flopthomology, so I was valedictorian!

Nathan, I'm a fan of you and not at all a fan of cat anecdotes—were you serious about that? Is your memoir for me?

now that you've made me aware of this glass ceiling
I'm going to kill Tim Allen and become the first female Santa—it's our year, ladies! And to really push the envelope, I'm going to marry Hillary Clinton—it's extra progressive because we're not even gay!