This is the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.

When I saw them live, they ended with a 20 minute jam that was GLORIOUS. They also did not speak to the audience or thank them. That was not what they were there for. We all screamed our undying love, they accepted it, Laetitia smiled, and we all went home happy.

There's a Stereolab for everybody.

But they rock so beautifully. I mean, the heart wants what the heart wants - and I like the 'Lab's more jazz side a lot too - but they're just so great at it.

If there's been a way to build it, there'll be a way to destroy it.

When I was still a kitten, but starting to approach menarche, I swore by my stepfather's titty magazines and eventually hardcore porn videos. My mom also had an interesting collection of feminist erotica, though she didn't mind me reading it at all, and I practically memorized that shit (anything edited by Lonnie…

Cookie, I envy your life of succulent and fascinating cookies. And also being able to afford to go to Paris (though, if you live in Marseilles, I'm less impressed).

But… but… I need her ALL THE TIME. :'(

I missed the episode last night, preferring to get my Sherlock rewatch on with a friend instead, but the recap has convinced me that I should at least make an attempt to catch it. Thanks, cwtv dot com, for helping me out with my delayed viewing.

That's just Jack Harkness, though. He is far from representative. He's a king freak from the future; he lives by different rules. (Ianto is just as bisexual as he is, but he's not a super slut.)

Marry me.

This has got to be one of the oddest pieces of voice casting ever done. But I'm excited anyway.

He's never coming back. He's left us, and took Sirtis with him. It is the end of an era of awesome.

Whatever else is true, Saul Berenson can throw shade like none other.

That is for damn sure. I'm not a buyer, or even an examiner, of self-pub stuff on Amazon - I've got too much shit to read as it is.

By the way, I wrote the novel many years before Donnie Darko came out, so the Bunnymen connection is pure coincidence. As is the madness angle. But yeah, it made watching the movie extremely freaky for me, especially because at that time, only two people other than me had ever read the manuscript, and it wouldn't be…

I'm fairly proud of the intellectual (and emotional) engagement presented both by the narrative of gradually increasing madness presented side-by-side with an unreliable narrator's religious ephiphanies that accompany listening to Echo & the Bunnymen, of my own self-published novel, offered as an alternative to my own…

Being comfortable? I don't even know what that's like.

Heart of braided Kevlar fiber.

Dave Matthews is a really cool dude. I am NOT a fan of the music, but I like Dave Matthews, the person. I don't begrudge the kid his joys.