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I'd been expecting a Monarch/21 confrontation for so long that it didn't even occur to me that The Monarch could just blow off 21's making out with his wife. It makes total sense, but my jaw was dropped for a good half minute in surprise.

Devil in the details
I'm sad that live-action Doug writes in a diary rather than his beloved journal. I'm also sad at how quick my brain screamed "No!" upon hearing that line.

Also, re: Spike and Dawn, there's also a lot of Spike coming down hard on himself in having failed Buffy in letting Dawn get hurt, which in turn caused Buffy's death. What with his "'Til the end of the world" speech, I think he holds himself ultimately responsible, and is as obsessive as he is in this regard because

How a resurrection really feels
These episodes' strong themes and somewhat shaky execution with the biker gang are a good introduction to this season. 6 is a mixed bag, but I'd say mostly rewarding, if you're a fan of the series. Definitely rewarding if you're a fan of darker, horrifying-when-you-think-of-them things,

Hooray, this is back
I was actively watching the shows back then, and I don't recall the pre-season 3 hype well either, but I remember it being late 2001, and all that entailed. I remember there being a particular juxtaposition between a joke that a possessed Wesley makes to Fred in an early season 3 episode and the

James Spader was awkward, and I was a bit dismayed when Conan announced that the next night would have Will Arnett and Alyson Hannigan as guests. However, Amy Sedaris, who was promoting her book about dinner parties, ended up smashing candy glass all over the place, and Robyn Hitchcock played Adventure Rocket Ship

Curses
My friends and I went to a taping of Late Night in 2006, and ended up front row, aisle seats. Before the show (James Spader, Amy Sedaris, Robyn Hitchcock), Conan came out and greeted the audience, and used me in a brief act where he questioned my and the guy across the aisle from me's sexuality. As part of the

She didn't even get to comically help remove a dead body in the background. Unless she was hiding in that clinic that Joan visited, but I doubt that.

I like at least that Don is working his demons out by himself. Being conscious about when and how much he drinks, doing the swimming and writing to ease his mind. I was worried we were going to get a Drapervention of some kind, but the solo route, I'm okay with.

I'm a Mountain Dew fan, and have been telling people it's been making my cock larger than normal. Prove me wrong!

They keep telling me you've got time
I sometimes wonder if Liz Phair's entire career post-Whitechocolatespaceegg is her exacting revenge for that album not hitting big. Fortuitously enough, I was listening to that album today, and years later can see no reason why "Polyester Bride" didn't fit right in to late 90's alt

I'm confused
He is neither rapping or rhyming "penis" with "genius". I was to understand that's what you did when you dropped albums online without advance notice.

Maybe 9 and a half in four beers time.

Reading television
I also heard "swelligant", and think it's a wonderful word, but closed captioning tells me Joyce said "so elegant".

On second watch, Don mentions that Peggy shouldn't be in the meeting because he doesn't want a woman there. Would he not want her to see his blowup? I can't tell if he's just being bitter. I don't know that it's a gender thing, as Peggy could likely sell the family friendly image the client is looking for. I'm not

Quick! Pump the syrupy music and make a heartwarming speech! Maybe the comment section will raise up in applause and support you.

She's 1120 years old! Just give her a frickin' beer!

They're here to talk about Arizona, they don't like what's going on
I am waiting for the 2010 equivalent of Miami Steve van Zandt's "Sun City". Or, actually, just a cover of "Sun City" by Conor Oberst and Chuck D would totally suffice for me.

Barefoot Jim, according to their official site, it is the original 1981 Hib-Tone single that is being inducted. To wit:

Out from blown speakers
They played the Trocadero in Philadelphia tonight, and the show went without incident. Also, without Letter from an Occupant, but that's another story. At one point, a friend of mine shouted out "Fuck Boston, I love you Neko," but we think she thought he was slagging off Kathryn Calder, what