These are all excellent snacks, particularly an envelope of instant oatmeal. Just sprinkle it right into your mouth a little at a time. The Apple Cinnamon one is the best — those chunks of dehydrated apple….

I'll believe we can set up a self-sustaining colony on Mars when we can set up a self-sustaining colony on Antartica. With no medical flights, and at best a supply run every two and a half years.

Does Riley have a single skill or piece of knowledge that's useful to the cluster? Because she seems like kind of a boat anchor to me. I can't think of a single thing she's contributed to the group except peril and free-floating misery.

I remember Lazytown because of the extremely hot Magnús Scheving.

Midler. Duh.

Having Sol and Frankie sleep together was the most writerish thing this show has done to date, even more so than the oh-it-was-all-in-her-head conceit of "The Fall". "We need to create conflict and set up a cliffhanger for Season Two! But HOW?"

If you can believe Viz magazine, and I don't know why you wouldn't, Michael Winner was so throughly reviled and so recognizable — two bad traits for a restaurant critic — that kitchen staff would jerk off into or otherwise defile his food.

If you watch the DVD version with the subtitles on, Mom's "You call that a pressed ham?" is rendered as, "You call that an anus?"

June Diane Raphael is just nailing it, and I want Brianna to have her own show. I'd watch the shit out of it.

Jason is the id, Paul is the ego, and June is the super-ego. And she's fantastic at it.

And the dreadful "Ass Backwards", which was unworthy of her.

You mean Smooth McGroove? His Tetris theme is incredible, and has a bonus cat: https://www.youtube.com/wat…

Well, that kind of sucked.

I have a co-worker who replaces the present progressive with the preterite to form expressions such as "My lawn needs mowed" or "The dog needed walked" ALL THE TIME: I always figured it was a construction from the American South (it sounds like something a John Waters Baltimorean would say), but no, she's from a small…

Sure, why not.

I live in New Brunswick and believe me, it's not the key to anything.

No guilt. "Mange Tout" is an odd, terrific album and "Don't Tell Me" is a perfect electropop song.

The Flop House has covered Foodfight! and done a damned good job of it, too. And even better, that episode contains the epic "Southern Tintin Enthusiast" divagation, one of the funniest things that has even been.

If there's a Kickstarter for that movie, I'm in.

"The cold antiseptic sting of the Swiss franc." Not to get pedantic, but "antiseptic" is funnier, especially in juxtaposition with "Swiss". The Pythons were so gloriously precise with their language.