Urging the integration of Heaven was quite a bold statement.  The Heaven lunch counter sit-ins went nowhere.

Accountancy Aquarian, Ford Escort Aquarian, and Milhaus Aquarian were not available for this documentary.

Yeah, I've got to say, most of the listed items seem pretty off-the-cuff.  My feeling is that most of the movies, pop songs, TV shows and even games that are listed above will probably be easily accessible to coming generations.  (Just look at YouTube.)

I think if I lived in the Old West, I'd carry a soldering iron instead of a six-gun.  That way, when I rode into a town, maybe every one would laugh and make fun of me because I was carrying a soldering iron.  Then I'd look thoughtful and say, "It's a soldering iron all right… the soldering iron of justice."

What a nice guy.

@avclub-6fd1603ab2095dd25a27cb958bac6cfb:disqus  Yay!  Glad to hear it.  I really liked that place.

The idea of Riverdale as The Village seems really appealing all of a sudden.  Mr. Weatherbee could be Number 2.

Any sketch that gave Dave Thomas a reason to play Richard Harris is a classic.

Amazing!  I probably purchased a cheap jack-and-coke from you at one point or another.  Those and the surprisingly good jukebox made the place quite endearing.  I hope it endures…

That wasn't in Mt. Pleasant, was it?

It's amazing how apt most of the captions seem.

You're thinking of The Man Who Would Be King of the Popes.

Billy's dark side comes out: "Maybe Grampa's just… dead."

The only mixed drink you should be able to get in a real dive is gin and spit.

Macbeth: …a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying vagina.

And it won't be called "The Stops Along the Way" either.  No way that title would survive a focus group.  First they'll call it The Stops, then someone will demand it be renamed Stop, then it'll be called Meet Dave, and then long after Abrams has abandoned the project it will appear as a direct-to-DVD feature named…

You know he could just say it was by Rod Serling, and as long as he paid the Serling estate enough, it could be by anybody.  Who would know really?

Shortly after the events depicted in this film, J. Pierpont Finch, disillusioned by his experiences in the corporate world, grew a goatee.

Bert Cooper!

I liked it a lot actually.  It really benefits from a reread.