I'm afraid somewhere in ICD-11 there will be codes for injuries sustained from Savage Love-related activities. Unspecified, initial encounter.

I will listen but man I wish I had not seen that photo. Beard+porkpie+neck tattoos+British spelling of "color" = people who annoy me with Thoughts on Art.

Maybe you love her. Seriously, between the lines I'm picking up on that. Give it a thought.

Congratulations on what, sir, will be at once the most difficult yet joyous undertaking on your life. May the coming years bring all three of you immeasurable joy.

The graph of male sexual arousal - mental and physical - is one of exponential growth followed by a plunge of a cliff.

Missus rickster and I got married in her native Sweden to simplify the green card-to-citizenship process. When applying for the "alien spouse" visa you're sternly reminded - and sign your acknowledgement thereof - you are on the hook financially for your little alien, no Federal assistance until such time as the…

When I've been through tough times I don't notice some lifelines or handholds or whatever analogy you prefer that are ragingly obvious in hindsight. Maybe some of yours are…

I defy everyone here to NOT think about the countless neutrinos zipping THROUGH YOUR BODY now. It's like being aware of your tongue. The moment you start to think about it… in your mouth… slippery and warm and undulating… and being penetrated over and over by neutrinos.

Here it is! https://www.youtube.com/wat…

You should check out the INCREDIBLY obscure release by Paul Melançon, Camera Obscura. There's a track called "Jeff Lynne" that was beautifully overproduced by Rob Gal as something of an homage/send-up of ELO.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the angry dome!

I fear The Donald could be doing a strange mash-up of Andy Kauffman and "Steven Colbert," executing a continued stunt for reasons i can't fathom. Is he trying to prove that wealth can buy anything, or that the GOP has become a pack of howling illiterate racists, or that the US system of choosing a president is a…

Until I hear it, I'm on standby.

How many desperate texts do you suppose she gets from Wayne Coyne each day? I'm guessing four or five, plus one late at night after the peyote has really kicked in.

Monsters of Vaguely Artsy Tween Pop.

Yeah, I also watched two movies and had the feeling someone had bought the props and costumes but wasn't quite sure what to do with them, and so made a slighter jokier, dirtier, duller Futurama tribute act. I'm sure there are some good episodes in the CC run but I watched "In-a-Gadda-la-Leela" and it was wretched. Not…

A Boy and His Dog is… an interesting take on the underground survivors setup.

I have no need to see a Bond who wrestles with the implications of ANYTHING he does, nor one who acknowledges reality in any but the most perfunctory way. He's a winking cad, an amoral swashbuckling Cold War lad, and has to always teeter between danger and a Bugs Bunny-esque ability to survive falling anvils and…

The Heart is a Monster is terrific. Not 90s nostalgia terrific but stands on its own as a melancholy space-rock collection with flashes of anger, bits of chaos, and loads of off-kilter swooping melodies with unexpected 60s California harmony-fests.

An AV Club writer casually disrespecting a massively popular and critically respected band while writing about the singer of Slipknot attention-whoring the world's greatest attention whore? Is it just trolling from a master troll? But what better way to draw attention to your article than by feuding with a band that's…