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There have been oodles of tales about the sun and moon in mythology. This one is pretty compelling; betcha anything the writers were familiar with Tolkien (which I am not) by this comparison.

Picky, picky, picky…

In the review for "Masks," I'm surprised that Handlen didn't touch upon the Masaka/Korgano analog to the ancient Greek myth of Apollo/Artemis, both chasing each other across the heavens. The Masaka/Korgano is about the moon chasing the sun; the symbolic death and rebirth of each passing day.

Poor MJ. Yet another example of a talented, naive millionaire who kept shitballs as company.

Hmm. Another respectable chioce. An argument could be made for Jack Prelutsky's watercolor washes. Or Arnold Lobel's sketches. Or Maurice Sendak's psychedelics.

Frankly, I was hoping that on his final segment Rooney would conclude having said something like:

This comment is so absurd it has to be true.

This comment is so absurd it has to be true.

ENOUGH WITH THE FUCKIN' REMAKES ALREADY!

Andy Rooney's last words: "Did you ever notice that when you're at death's door…(cough, wheeze, drool)."

Nah. Seuss was a painter. Saw a bunch of his early canvases in a display once. Artists got plenty of honorariums.

Slathered with a pinot noir reduction.

Then it's time for honoring a comic writer that the rest of us can identify with.

Would Pekar be the first comics writer to be edified by a memorial? I mean, like a statue or plaque or something?

Y'know, I've been (guiltily) following the reviews, if not the actual show on this feature. I got tired of sitcoms years ago. My interest, mild as it was, to this show was piqued. This is the only network sitcom of immediate memory that adopted the schtick of a comedienne, not a male performer. The last one I recall

Give the guy a break; it's a good question, regardless of the context.

IMHO, "Lower Decks" ranks as a 'classic' episode (and there were precious few) of the last season.

The man more-or-less invented the poetic detachment and sense of mordant irony a great many rock musicians display today. Forty years ago, this was unique; now it's ubiquitous. Thank or curse Lou for that.

You left out, for fun's sake, "New Sensations", as a tonic to "Blue Mask," "Legendary Hearts," and for live's sake, "Rock N Roll Animal."

Dammit. That's a good point. Grrrr. Shoulda thought of that.