Hey how's high school?

Oh well I guess you're right, now about that Harold!

I think the claustrophobia that the play inspires makes it work so well though. Like these characters feel so intimately trapped in theirs and each other's lives, heads, impulses, and failings—I like that there are only two settings. I wouldn't want to open it up too much, which a film tends to do, but I definitely…

Always enjoyed his plays, Red Light Winter is particularly exhilarating (The Metal Children is quite good too). Will probably give this a look based on the review. I like giving sputtering endings a chance, sometimes there's ground there for something that will resonate with me on a level that isn't necessarily…

Yeah usually I'd just relate your mom to one

Hey I hear there is a Pixar movie out there that's pretty progressive when it comes to gendered character design maybe you've heard of it it's called CARS 2

I'm so glad Craig Wedren and "The Saddest Day Of My Life" got a mention. Shudder To Think in general needs more fans, and that song is so touching, and strange, and triumphant.

Respect.

What keyboard do you use? There are few letters further from D than N on mine

Allegedly! That's ignorant…

I can't help it! I blame my parents!

That is actually pretty apt.

Thanks! I was struggling

I certainly could have been jumping to conclusions there—but, to me, his level of pigheaded asshole-ishness is so extreme that he is aware of it and denying it and/or unaware of it and possibly has other, deeper issues (some explored in The Disaster Artist). The difference between asshole and serious personality…

Yeah, and not in a good way. Learning about the exact tragedy of his life really colored The Room for me. Not so much that it's no longer my favorite piece of pop-culture, it just changed how I laugh when I laugh.

He's about as paranoid, misogynistic, prejudiced, pained, and delusional as I'd expected after reading "The Disaster Artist". That is a serious case of Personality Disorder

wtf is this shit

I feel so lucky to listen to this album. I feel like I am cheating and hearing sounds I wasn't supposed to hear.

We've all been there. Or I've been there. It might exclusively be me. But yeah.

Look, Bill, "bleeble blabble" doesn't even constitute as small talk and you know that.