Fuck fuck fuck

Good point.

Yeah. I'm still shocked by that too.

It's shocking that this is the same guy who did Six Degrees of Separation, isn't it?

What's schmatta?

My Dinner with Andre the Giant

I would watch that.

I'd freak out over Michael "This is Bill. Idea to eliminate garbage: edible paper. You see, you eat it, it's gone. Eat it, it's out of there!" Keaton.

New Adventures in Mah-Wife!

I'd like to shamelessly plug my own response to this nightmarish election season, a song I wrote with another member of my Elvis Costello tribute band (whose style we are deliberately aping). The demo version can be found below. Hope you like it.

Johnny Cash, Hank Williams, Patsy Cline, Loretta Lynn, George Jones, and Willie Nelson.

Revelation. You only get one.

Agreed on both points. I really like both of them, but this definitely feels more like a Frank Black record than a Pixies record. A REALLY GOOD Frank Black record.

Anthony Hopkins as the voice of the Haughty Donkey.

My wife and I saw this in the theater when it came out. We were the only people in the room. The theater manager complained out loud that he had to start the movie since we bothered to show up and actually suggested we walk down the hallway and see Look Who's Talking Now instead. Philistine.

Jenna Maroney IS Jackie Jormp Jomp.

"Where Are We Now" by David Bowie.

That's the way the ball bounces, G

Gotta tune in

You left our the waste dumps, toxic fog, and good old boys tellin' lies. You can irradiate them and keep them fresh forever.
'Bout time you got wise.